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On the bridge, a mix of perplexity. Another ghostly item to be gone tomorrow.
To bind, to restrict, with cute little stitches and a dainty little buckle.
The sound of the lake passing the way as it was glanced, in another out of distance world. The dog walker's here must have left a sign. No sign of sorrow.
Rules placed then gone tomorrow.
The sound of the lake passing the way as it was glanced, in another out of distance world. The dog walker's here must have left a sign. No sign of sorrow.
Rules placed then gone tomorrow.