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Hush!
See that glowing of the river-nymph, skin
lit with the sun’s admiration? Trust the slow
glide of the wind’s tresses to lead her back
to home. She dances with a flame that sears
Matthew,
You do not know the person writing to you today, nor could you ever fathom her existence.
You also do not know how capable you are for revolutionary metamorphosis, you must learn;
Soft peach cheeks
Fat and lovely sweet; my babygirl
Her voice is soothing and deep
Like the ocean’s waves
She is a caterpillar
