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blossom clinging to the damp soles of your shoes the sun trickling through your translucent blinds and evenings that melt slowly into night. i can taste summer on the tip of my tongue.
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blossom clinging to the damp soles of your shoes the sun trickling through your translucent blinds and evenings that melt slowly into night. i can taste summer on the tip of my tongue.
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