taking the brim took the broom
BriM __ here to go ~ Call it Écriture
summer sol
summer soul
stitch -
lost friend
ships made of paper
thin wreck
collection
summer soul
stitch -
tap(es
tree swing
me dad
die
from your limb
er
can’t lasti
city
lights
befall the crowd
play ball
calls
boys
of want some
her
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