Dead Poets Society.
{✾} Her mind was aswim with poetry, with the lulling hum of crickets, with the dizzying glow of mid-march; 22 03 2023 daydreams. All she felt longing, longing, longing.
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{✾} Her mind was aswim with poetry, with the lulling hum of crickets, with the dizzying glow of mid-march; 22 03 2023 daydreams. All she felt longing, longing, longing.
Send your form through @Mounsvi or @Poetsbreakerbot.
