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[geami]

Every single time you struck with force. I could never have guessed that love was also this underground current flowing persistently, crossing the ground paved with dark colored stones without escaping, passing the lukewarm hay running to the orchards undivided. From here I look deep down at the well but I always end up in a folder with your photos

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[goshgolly]

name your love, this muse