Tumblr Poetry

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In the very end of November I’m cleaning my crystals burying them in the ground for several days. La

veraiconablog:wheel is turning by veronika stehrBEHANCE      TUMBLR   

I love the skin I wearMelanin drops of the finest quality Natural bliss of tropical meansWith Africa

whiskeypapist:The Legend of the Dogwood TreeWhen Christ was on earth, the dogwood grewTo a towering

The sky forms its light in the hemlock blues         of a silent rhetoric          a phrasing of cal

We are few, but we are called Armenians.We do not put ourselves above anyone.Simply our fortune has

undeveloped-future:–

eridnis:pleatedjeans:@TechnicallyRonthis reads like deep tumblr poetry

I have no clue what this is, but please enjoy :)

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thoughts 09/11/19

i wish things were easier, everything has to be so fucking difficult. [all words are my own, please

my new sweatshirts are now available! they’re warm, size inclusive, unisex, and super cozy! comes in

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I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embal

I’m having fun

“When she spilledHer warm blood On the fertile soil She became one With the Earth” Model @salvajekit

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