• the_inhabitant 5w


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    Pristine raindrops
    tickled the soles of my feet,
    as I walked on that blade,
    Carefree, unburdened,
    dancing on the drenched glade,
    every sprout took in the essence
    of the first fallen rain,
    transferring them to the body
    and soul, after
    all the scorch and pain.