WISTERIA.
A DREAM BLOSSOM.
CLIMBING.
TWINING.
CREEPING IN MY HEART.
WISTERIA.
A THROTTLING CLUSTER OF MEMORIES, HAUNTING ME.
YOUR BODY, LIKE A SEED IN MY MIND.
COVER ME IN YOUR VINES, AND FORVER BLOOM.


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