Tame

Poetry

Adventure

Flames,

Scorched out.

No need to rout,

Hiding no shames.

Scales,

All dull and dry.

Unable to move or fly,

About as useful as sails.

…

Love you R

…

🖤

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𝔖𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔬𝔴

Il fait toujours beau au-dessus des nuages Mais moi, si j'étais un oiseau, j'irais danser sous l'orage, thank you my moon and stars for supporting me in everything 🖤

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