𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔
fern eyes that remind me of filtered moss tea and hands bruised with tulle intimacy.
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𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔
fern eyes that remind me of filtered moss tea and hands bruised with tulle intimacy.
