willow

by underswansea

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We’re starting to get used to each other. She knows I slow beside the river and look up often. She wants to go fast. She likes to listen to bird sounds, and I’m not sure why, after all she is supposed to like mice.RCE_8238

There is stuff between us we will never know. When you count on each other does it really matter?

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