They were an enigma,
Wrapped in leaves and sweet sunlight,
And sealed with a smile that could kill
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Scrapbook
General FictionThis is most likely going to be a small series of shorter stories and scraps of writing or poetry or vignettes for when I can't focus on bigger projects. Sort of like a scrapbook, but for writing instead of pictures This also means that most of the...
an engima,
They were an enigma,
Wrapped in leaves and sweet sunlight,
And sealed with a smile that could kill
