Lilly Rose Biography

Your eyes
Brown pools of smoldering emotions
I remember your eyes
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It has been years since I let you go
It has been years since I felt your touch
I had no choice
I had no voice
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The heady scent of the forest is overwhelming as the night approaches
Brusque, unsullied, intoxicating ….

A young owl blends in quietly while sitting on a branch
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