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Your bioluminescence stopped my
heartbeats. Eyes of fireflies: coasts of
ardor / foreign dreams. As one,
we plucked oysters from the
wild’s whorls - strung our pearls…
then were flung to
separate
stars and
worlds.
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-Gina C. 🧚🏻♀️✨
About the Creator
Gina C.
Novelist | Architect of Worlds
Sowing stories rooted in culture, myth, & love
Busy writing my fantasy books!🐚🧚♀️🐉✨
🌱Debuting soon as Gina C. Vittoria :)
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