Difficulty wading through the dust yesterday ,
Diesel Bootcut Jeans
Tonight
breeze and I rolled into the ethereal to the elapse
half awake
between mournful for the new spring grass -like blooms
lovestruck man Yo
still spitting endless weaving Qingsi
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hard in the nets I
tempest became a respite
transformation of silkworm moth
expect
though it would be the final disco of life merely tin pat their wings
fly to you