Dat Dien
@datdien004
A grove of orange trees perfumed the morning air, their blossoms fluttering like white butterflies in sunlight, and ripe fruit hung heavy like promises waiting to be tasted.
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Jaya Lala
@jayalala
It reads like a whisper left open.
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