We are different in our seasons; for me summer is always the season of great change. Almost every significant thing that happened was of a summer. I feel like everyone has "their" season.
I love the last lines of this - it is orange light through industrial blinds / and secrets /that keep me here. It's the kind of image you want to curl inside but you also wonder about. Anyway. I hope all is well.
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I love the last lines of this - it is orange light through industrial blinds / and secrets /that keep me here. It's the kind of image you want to curl inside but you also wonder about. Anyway. I hope all is well.
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