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°°To The Dried Dandelions°° | caption | °°To The

°°To The Dried Dandelions°°

| caption | °°To The Dried Dandelions°°

i. I always forget the word, the word that is to be used. Nevertheless, I still remember the verses, at least some of them. These dried dandelions smell like coffeebeans sometimes to me. Though,
I know there's no particular odour for dandelions to possess. Still, the dryness and thirst within these dandelions make me feel at home.

ii. Recluse, I say is the best and breathless word to not only describe but also define this traveller here, that's me. Looking at the sk
°°To The Dried Dandelions°°

| caption | °°To The Dried Dandelions°°

i. I always forget the word, the word that is to be used. Nevertheless, I still remember the verses, at least some of them. These dried dandelions smell like coffeebeans sometimes to me. Though,
I know there's no particular odour for dandelions to possess. Still, the dryness and thirst within these dandelions make me feel at home.

ii. Recluse, I say is the best and breathless word to not only describe but also define this traveller here, that's me. Looking at the sk

°°To The Dried Dandelions°° i. I always forget the word, the word that is to be used. Nevertheless, I still remember the verses, at least some of them. These dried dandelions smell like coffeebeans sometimes to me. Though, I know there's no particular odour for dandelions to possess. Still, the dryness and thirst within these dandelions make me feel at home. ii. Recluse, I say is the best and breathless word to not only describe but also define this traveller here, that's me. Looking at the sk #aestheticthoughts #100poemsfor100days #wcwordoftheday #theunsungquill #100scarletstairs #wcrecluse