Steam mingles
The steam from our hot chocolates mingles
We become real for the first time
—And it is together
:- Doug.

The steam from our hot chocolates mingles
We become real for the first time
—And it is together
:- Doug.
Footprints in the Windsm # 2465
Poetry ought leave us uneasy. Unease is holy, other. Ease is same, unholy.
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