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[aria_oh]

Between window and pane, I still as; color, and fade. In your hands the sage, unfold. We delve in veil of rampant call, hush this like whisper, lone lingered. Trace discarded; bare fall of night in crisp morosity. I paint you, gift, upholding reach. So much length, abundance of pour until contour fleas surface to face, again. We nevernever touch

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[freshmowngrass]

oh, it crackles & cuts out but what i do see gives me cause to sigh.

♥

[aria_oh]

ah the way i do
often times

<3

[isaura]

<3

[aria_oh]

ah alot of these: <3 isa, dear :)

[isaura]

:) Thank you. <3