Saturday
My cheeks are rosy from sunburn and I enjoy
the warmth they give off.
A summery glow
gleaned from
hard work.
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Post Meridiem
PoetryI'd do anything to save myself. Hell, I'd even change the world.
6:27
Saturday
My cheeks are rosy from sunburn and I enjoy
the warmth they give off.
A summery glow
gleaned from
hard work.