Fallen leaves decay
uncollected this season;
little hands lie still.
Ryan Stone
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Fallen leaves decay
uncollected this season;
little hands lie still.
Ryan Stone
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had me in tears!
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Sorry! But thank you 🙂
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you are welcome!
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The heaviness in this piece is crushing and visceral
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Happy to hear it came across. Thank you 🙂
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yes it did…you are welcome 🙂
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