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He gives to me my necklace And I cannot speak the words Purple, blues.... bauble shapes I only can observe Why did I receive this gift? ...

You know how these things smell like flowers. Buds and stems, buds and stems. Sometimes, they seem invisible...  their strangling scent owni...

"I think I might swing all the way up tonight," she remarks to her bruised palms. He overhears and presses her curls into his mout...

the moon shallow dives to meet you under a midnight sea you never looked more lovely than this time wearing 4 feet of tide an oceanic li...

I will tell you the story of P.S. Moon: The Peek-Sneak Moon is a rarely heard of moon phase. It is the time when the moon is just about rea...