Untitled By Hannah Six The bright honeyed light of my memory plays on the emerald pool of my dreams. When you leave me your scent lingers here for days-- you're still keeping me company, it seems.
Untitled (Day 15, NaPoWriMo 2013)
I've missed so much. Let me go back and see.
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I've missed so much. Let me go back and see.
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