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by Skyfire Feb 27, 2021 category : Friendship, family / love, friendship
We were floating away, ethereal like the shimmer of sun before snow, gold glinting on ice. The laughter caught in our hands and warmed our fingers sticky like sugar. The smell of yeast and cinnamon floats lazy on the February sky and the sugar drips from our tongues.
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