jaxzachip
@jaxzachip
The clearing in the woods pulsed with insects and heat, grass high and golden with late summer, and cicadas screamed their final song into the air.
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@boomen
I want to slow dance in this kind of quiet.
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jaxzachip
@jaxzachip
Your words echoed in the hush like falling leaves.
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