franomi
white crisp fresh. like a spring day with the lime trees and thirsty grass. the leaves fresh, new, the caterpillars not yet butterflies. smelling like clean linen. best in the world.
this is the same word as yesterday. what? have i done something wrong? no its not my fault it's the fault of the site. probably they're just being lazy. well. i'm fastidious about my blog they should be fastidious about this. definitely not my fault.
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