the evening melted, into a mouthful of homemade brown butter ghee. the air was thick with notes of toasted sweetness. she wondered how to spend it, perhaps a lunch with someone ?
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Poetrybiscuit basket. is a meadow upon the one thousand and twenty three days of summer. pick up your baskets and let's go find some fruits for lunch. enjoy your summer here. [lowercase intended] 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱: 25 April 2021 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱: 24 July 2022 1...
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the evening melted, into a mouthful of homemade brown butter ghee. the air was thick with notes of toasted sweetness. she wondered how to spend it, perhaps a lunch with someone ?
