It All Depends
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Ongoing7m
Last published Sun, Jul 10, 2016
A butterfly, pure and brilliant. A human, breaking faster than they can heal. A thunderstorm, enchanting and cleansing.
A collection of drabbles/fragments. Free verse poetry.
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