#charmdrops

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Simple life is all I long for.

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In old pages, I find forgotten skies

A thousand unread letters press against my ribs, aching for air

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Days spent having picnics and picking flowers

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We often tell people to stop and smell the flowers. Yet, no one stopped and feel the earth.

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Let the dust settle into poetry.

Somewhere between dust and candlelight, I became a part of the story

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Put a little green in your life

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Apron strings tied to chapters unwritten

Old books stitch the quiet together — their pages heavier with every lost year

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Dust smells sweeter when the stories are sleeping

In broken spines and dog-eared corners, my hands gather the ghosts of dreamers too stubborn to forget