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kieyanf kie yan

scattering blossoms rode the squalor of spaces between us just as i had ordered the skies send. she spoke helplessly hopeful through currents of the wind, but in eloquence only we understand... written in a language only we lively lovers learn of— "zest eludes me still to wait for you, love." smiling. i feel the petals quake and quiver, they can't wait to deliver her my reply: "bide no longer my flower, i am on the way." harken, i command the breeze ascend to heaven and whisper to her ears.

#love #death #waiting
  Jan 29, 2020, 13:03.
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