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Grass

soft grass on bare feet
Cushions under running souls
Just before the rain
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Rodrigues Avatar
January 4, 2022 at 5:55 PM
I can smell the sweet grass.
Clason Avatar
January 4, 2022 at 6:13 PM
:)
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