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Tiny snowflakes rest on you. The river is calm and sends you bright shining foam
to the dark stones, sleeping at the beach. High grass is growing
through you, born in little brooks crawling in the sand.
muse:kristin
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Freitag, Februar 9
Donnerstag, Mai 4
Freitag, April 28
A day with Kristin / Part one (analog)
Kristin said: "We don't know each other for that long, but it feels
like meeting a friend that just have been gone for a while."
I sit beside her, listen to her thoughts and feelings and they
feel so familar to me. What a magical girl I thought.
So kind hearted, so real!
muse: Kristin
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