I love the moon at 3 pm
on a regardless Saturday
at the end of the month.
sun still warming my upturned face.
– Hoc Scripsi
words of a people aligned in their perfect order
I love the moon at 3 pm
on a regardless Saturday
at the end of the month.
sun still warming my upturned face.
– Hoc Scripsi
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