by Siena Oristaglio
I’m on a rooftop watching the sky.
It’s almost 7pm.
Wind rustles a book in my lap.
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All tagged foxes as masters of illusion
by Siena Oristaglio
I’m on a rooftop watching the sky.
It’s almost 7pm.
Wind rustles a book in my lap.