held by all
- Bianca Meusburger-Waldhardt
- 1 day ago
- 1 min read
between hand and earthen clay
shadows bloom and drift away
a quiet moment
warm and small
holding nothing.
held by all.
🌿✨
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I wrote you a poem ❤️
between hand and earthen clay
shadows bloom and drift away
a quiet moment
warm and small
holding nothing.
held by all.
🌿✨
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