The Interior SiberiaLina ramona Vitkauskas
These shifts upon under- tundra carve a warm river scratch shape dewy decibels her cobra hair cheats buds of darling may each hairline tick a papal garden. If a cobweb rash is a pane through which the city forgives me I'll find her.
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