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Joined: May 2022 Last seen: 2 years ago

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Again, I find that my mind wanders Again, I find that my mind wanders. To drift upon the morning haze low. A suspended tide, a cushion to hold and bestow. A crisp chill drawn in deep with the sun's rays rising; piercing the murk and sunder through forgotten leaves upon skeletal... – *by Patrick Avery*	7 Views added 2 years ago	Rating

Again, I find that my mind wanders

Again, I find that my mind wanders.
To drift upon the morning haze low.

A suspended tide, a cushion to hold and bestow. A crisp chill drawn in deep with the sun's rays rising; piercing the murk and sunder through forgotten leaves upon skeletal...

– by Patrick Avery

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