melodum >> poetry
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Last published Sun, Jun 5, 2022
❝ so, what do you call the art of writing love? ❞
poetry /ˈpəʊɪtri/ noun
blue skies caught in your name. and hair that is eternally sunlit. you are the wildfire which i cannot tame. because forever isn't ours and you know it.
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