Summer glides on brown wings that
Soar toward amber oceans Open doors release giggles that Orbit through the moist air Numbers patter on the kitchen table while Noise chatters from the trees Yearnings are wiped away by Yawns of night time creeping in And here we are playing Again, my mother wins
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AuthorI'm Darcy Ridge, creating stories that all revolve around family and identity in a myriad of ways. In the past, I have shared multiple stories and published a novella online. You can find me on Wattpad and many other social media websites. They/them [Image Description: black background with the words "Social Justice and Mental Health Resources" in white in the center /end ID]
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