Rachel
When the flower blooms
in the sultry summer sun,
she must then be plucked.
You can pluck the world from its tree. Twist it and squeeze to see if there is any juice left: Short Stories, Poems, Scripts and Sketches. Anything that feels right...enjoy! Check out my YOUTUBE channel and subscribe: https://youtube.com/channel/UCXPXtxOMTwnqc36mXrAYByw
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