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ㅤㅤ🪷. ‘reverie ꢾ୧ | 2018:s poetry
ㅤ(moonlit hands &&. honeyed rain).

melody hums thru forgotten pages and tracing laughter like silver threads. we all love dawn, it spills over quiet skin when the rhythm is tender now every memories sway and soft-light finally reaching the dusk ⠲

ㅤㅤㅤ𐀶.. and tea cools on window
ㅤㅤㅤtelling me every scents of—
ㅤㅤㅤold letters and patience. ✉️
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