An owl knows that twilight is the best time,when the essence of clove hides in the minduntil we eat a slice of the best apple pie. But you can’t be elusive forever: you can hidearound corners, behind curtains and fingers,in the shadows of dreams, but your scent lingers. Fog creeps into cracks in our lives, […]
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