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lovingdead · 36-40, M
fireflies like sentient embers free from the late night bonfire, morning dew collecting on the grass and the shivering jolt when you step upon it barefoot in the early morning, when you can see the warmth of someone's smile with each breath taken and word spoken. of autumn leaves changing and falling, the world growing cold and lifeless, but not dead, just resting quietly till spring when life emerges anew, youthful, green, and beautiful.
Miram · 31-35, F
@lovingdead 🤍 Thank you



