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what is it like to fall? looking into pools of blue, the warmth of your hands, the pink of your lips. What does it mean to love?
From an old pane, with ceramics in hand, a gently wisp dancing above, she watched. Green melted into yellow, orange, red, brown right before her eyes, their coverage rustling from below now disconnected and nourishing.
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what is it like to fall?
looking into pools of
blue, the warmth of
your hands, the pink
of your lips. What does
it mean to love?
From an old pane, with ceramics in hand, a gently wisp dancing above, she watched. Green melted into yellow, orange, red, brown right before her eyes, their coverage rustling from below now disconnected and nourishing.