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yesterday, she woke to the waving of the grass —bitter, golden, lovable— and she swept the ridges and crests with sunsets and understanding like a feeling of waving, waving away.
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Apr 8, 2018
Apr 8, 2018 at 4:26 PM UTC
narvik_snow
lemongrass
yesterday, she woke to the waving of the grass —bitter, golden, lovable— and she swept the ridges and crests with sunsets and understanding like a feeling of waving, waving away.
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