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Language ends here - in the hazel of her, in uncountable sleeps, in a bundling of sun, in a resonance, a stray violin.
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Jan 12, 2021
Jan 12, 2021 at 8:26 AM UTC
Prelude
Language ends here - in the hazel of her, in uncountable sleeps, in a bundling of sun, in a resonance, a stray violin.
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Jan 12, 2021
Jan 12, 2021 at 8:26 AM UTC
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