Day 1933, spilled thoughts. Daily picture, Poetry When you ask me what I see in you I want to say… ~ but I don’t ~ because I have too much fantasy and want to lieShare this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading... Related
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