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All the bells say: too late.
John Berryman, Dream Song 29
The true and serious beauty of trees, how it seemed insane that they should offer this to us, how unworthy we were, bewildered how soon we were nearly weeping at their trunks as they tossed down petal after petal, and we tried to remember how it felt to receive and notice the receiving
Ada Limón, Hooky
lesbian gcest enjoyers where are you and why are you not in my bed rn :(