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I love thunderstorms and teacups, and the last light of a candle in a darkened room and the smell of grass in the rain. But I love words more than any of those. With words, I can experience all of those things, even if the teacups are chipped and dirty, we're all out of candles, the grass has been cut and there won't be any rain for a week.
- 22 posts
- Female
- 01-01-70
- Living in United Kingdom
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