wish you were there, just there
wait, if you can before it rains wiping all the marks of warm breath on the glass of your window wait; but does it matter after all, the patient pulverised plot of your garden has been waiting for so long for the seeds to grow which we had gathered from the slopes of the mountains … Continue reading wish you were there, just there
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