As the tide washed in, the Dutch Tulip Man faced the ocean: "Conjoiner rejoinder poisoner concealor revelator. Look at it rising up and rising down, taking everything with it."
"What's that," I asked.
"Water," the Dutchman said. "Well, and time"
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Hwanie12
Jun 12, 2023 05:38PM
I wish people could normalize crying .It sometimes feels so good to let it all outعرض جميع المحادثات