it squeals,
an airborne pig,
and explodes,
a soundwave…
Day: July 6, 2020
A small herd of deer passed through the woods, nibbling at the leaves and shoots of the undergrowth that had sprouted as Spring began…
I can’t say I have much faith,
in something floating unseen…
now can someone please explain some pet toy logistics to me
because i have serious questions that need answering
It will all be fine,
time will continue to roll…
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