yet somehow,
you smolder in burgundy,
and my stomach shrinks,
waiting for the next words…
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yet somehow,
you smolder in burgundy,
and my stomach shrinks,
waiting for the next words…
First to melt away,
last to break when spring has sprung…
Starlight,
star bright,
shining from impossible heights…
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