Parading

This life—it shines

The grass has grown tall. —Bee Morris
like tears caught in an eyelash.
like tears caught in an eyelash.
My heart’s face is open.
My heart’s face is open.
The grass has grown tall. —Bee Morris
The grass has grown tall.
—Bee Morris

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