An Indian Summer La Fleur by Livvy
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Summer drives the bitter green
Into the cool heights of Darjeeling
Flows like warm butter
Over herbs and blossoms
Hay wafts over dusty grounds
Into the cool heights of Darjeeling
Flows like warm butter
Over herbs and blossoms
Hay wafts over dusty grounds
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Always this dust, makes me think of cleaning...
Difficult.
But it seems to fit.