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stormy afternoon haiku

ByKymberlee

mad libs and laughter
rain crashing against windows
three girls warm and loved

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La Mort
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La Mort

ByKymberlee

“He who jumps into the void owes no explanation to those who stand and watch” ~Jean-Luc Godard