a strange emptiness time becomes slow and breathless as spring warmth transcends a strange emptiness no small thunderclouds of birds rain from empty skies time becomes slow and breathless a snowy white hare eyes wide, ears flat back as spring warmth transcends with the scent of witch hazel a citrus firework Kim M . Russell, […]
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