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craving for glass

white little hillocks, crowned by leafless twigs, all brown and frail, topped by the tiniest teardrops, unflowing, enthralling, glassy, not grassy, so┬átransparent┬áthat you can make out all the way down to the bottom, a bouquet, a banquet, a real conquest … Continue reading

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