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SOFT✪
@imsoft
Sunday whispers through the morning mist, A gentle pause, a lover’s tryst. Softly hums the brook's sweet tune, Golden rays of late June. Hearts at rest, dreams set free, Moments shared 'neath an ancient tree. Sunday sighs in calm delight, Cradling souls in soft twilight. GM
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