It’s like warm laundry that touched the sun for a moment, and the way a person smells like a person,
It’s like warm laundry that touched the sun for a moment, and the way a person smells like a person, always themselves, right at the crown of their head where the hair whorls. Right where the hairline fades to skin behind the ears.Soft and soft and soft.It is only me in here. There is somehow comfort in that, remember that. support supportfinchlinden.com -- source link
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