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[haze9]

the soul unfolds itself like a lotus of countless petals

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[lyd_ya]

Oh lotus love, I swore to myself when I relized you had been so close to me and I had missed you. Damn said I. Have I blown my chance? Will you slip past me like so many falling leaves? I hope not, I will call. So much love
Lyds

[haze9]

oh my deary farmer gal. there may yet be hope. we shall talk soon, and we will never fully slip past one another, for we journey together.