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tis the golden hour atop this apsidal hall of sentience seventy-two thousand bilva leaves shimmer... as four cosmic forces simper in mute surrender to an eye-popping waltz choreographed by the crescent bearing jewel who’s white as jasmine © 2019
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Jun 12, 2019
Jun 12, 2019 at 3:28 PM UTC
crescent bearing jewel
tis the golden hour atop this apsidal hall of sentience seventy-two thousand bilva leaves shimmer... as four cosmic forces simper in mute surrender to an eye-popping waltz choreographed by the crescent bearing jewel who’s white as jasmine © 2019
bilva: aegle marmelos
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56/M/NYC
Jun 12, 2019
Jun 12, 2019 at 3:28 PM UTC
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