❝whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same❞
~Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë
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FALLING FOR SUMMER
Poetry❝Like the waves reaching out for shore every time he reached out she could see her not being as she was before. . . . ❞ In which both Fall and Summer fell in love with each other yet couldn't be together
