Jan 18, 2024
What a beautiful, poetic peace, both the words and pictures. I couldn't help but think of my fuzzy, warm, pink bathrobe, a Christmas gift from my sister, but with the belt always migrating some place else.
What a beautiful, poetic peace, both the words and pictures. I couldn't help but think of my fuzzy, warm, pink bathrobe, a Christmas gift from my sister, but with the belt always migrating some place else.
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