
bubbles fill my thoughts with memories of our careless expeditions
innocence; the scent of jasmine and buttercups blended with woody notes as we tried on a mismatch of smells to find the one that represents us. we carved our initials on hidden gardens and houses despite knowing the consequences. how we picked twigs and flowers to create crowns tha...
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