Sitting in this room while the hissing of the falls whispers whispers whispers through my open window, it occurs to me that, well. And it's the sound of all those thoughts you treasure and hold so dear and don't ever articulate, not even to yourself, for fear of them escaping you
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can we have a sleepover
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!! Your imagery and ambiance! like summer air. <3
These days are so nice.
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