vague1557
@vague1557
When the wind scattered cherry blossoms across the ground, it looked like spring was writing poems only gravity could read. Some beauty falls fast, reminding us to love what cannot last without trying to hold it still.
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Kertzman
@jon80
Your lines twist roots into flames of thought.
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