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look up. the sun is exploding, the sky is on fire, white, yellow, orange, smoking, swirling. love in its most colorful form. i want to breathe it in, these vast expanses. i want to feel it smolder in my throat. i want to breathe without boundaries.
2 comments:
Marry me.
YES. i was hoping you'd ask.
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