they should call you sugar (cause you're so sweet to me)
snowblum (caelestial)
floating maple, flying arrow
heartslogos
there is only this (7)
in the quiet ways we grow
asterial
such as we are made of, such we be
miravrse
soft as she is—she has almost killed me with love for that boy (15)
the sound of the rain, it echoes with your laughter
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