Tag: enjoyment
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Blue Coyotes
A lightly scorched marshmallow is the aura of the porch. Where splintered, soaking floarboards waterlog our socks. Ash and clover clouds hover beneath the chocolate liquor sky Edvard Mmm stretches our faces, with laughter echoing the night. Stories bellow across a sugar ring stained table, and soggy socks dance like children’s noodle legs dangling edged…
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