“Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing.”
~ Harper Lee
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The sun was up in the sky, shining brightly over us. The sky was clear and blue; no clouds were seen. The breeze wasn’t cold nor hot, just perfect like the two of us sitting under the shade of an old, strong, and tall tree.
Just a peaceful day, until this, what I called a perfect day, turned into a day that I will not forget.
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writtenlatte
𝜗ৎ bleeding through the paper and ink. xoxo, her.
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Our Vow.
581 words·Jun 3, 2026