It is Spring, we arrive at a new place. We settle down, mid-air and -water, fluctuating between buzz and light. We feed from flowers and bread. Winter cracks the leaves on the ground, soon comes Spring again.
It is Spring, we arrive at a new place. We settle down, mid-air and -water, fluctuating between buzz and light. We feed from flowers and bread. Winter cracks the leaves on the ground, soon comes Spring again.
Linnea Lidegran Correia
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