Arbutus
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Última publicación sáb, mar 14, 2020
Isn't It Beautiful How The Rain falls? Slowly, Silently ; Then All At Once. It Becomes The Very Thing That You See, The Very Thing That You Breathe, The Very Thing That Outlines Your Being. That Is Exactly What Happened To Me. That Is Exactly How He grew on me.
P.s: The chapters are using plant symbolism🌸
And That Is Exactly How I Broke.
Slowly. Silently. Then All At Once
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