Pinned
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❛ 𝑝𝑔. 𝑥𝑥, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑚 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑎𝑏.
. . .
summer night drew her chance,
circling, swivelling, all through the
cosmoses whence her agonies
living in despair.
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