Wind
The caress of the sun against my face The hum of birds chirping and leaves blowing The scent of still-damp soil from the rain that poured the previous...
2020 Summer Writing Contest
The caress of the sun against my face The hum of birds chirping and leaves blowing The scent of still-damp soil from the rain that poured the previous...
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