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The wind calling my name An whispering sensation grows inside my veins; An beheaded flower no longer needs water... I see your face in the violet hour.
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Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 11:20 PM UTC
Epiphylllum
Violet hour
The wind calling my name An whispering sensation grows inside my veins; An beheaded flower no longer needs water... I see your face in the violet hour.
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