I would like to feel very dry inside, deep in my belly, arid enough for my stomach to become full with brittle leaves and desert barren enough for your footfall through my life to sound as heavily as the floral, subterranean gong of a wooden bell. I want to hear the crisp, clean crunch of your bare soles through my glade, to feel the deer stir
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xox,
Caroline
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