✿. ma-chérie poeloute, rising soon.
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honeyed clouds fold over scarlet skies,
where breath takes shape as shimmered
dust and silence hums in velvet chords.
halos wilt sweetly on shoulders too soft for this realm, and time moves like candlewax—slow, golden, and irreversibly tender. 🔖♡
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