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Water, water, everywhere

  • Writer: Juliette Collet
    Juliette Collet
  • Oct 19
  • 1 min read

Tears water the plants of tomorrow.

Something gained, and something lost.

Hopefully more gained than lost, though. That's the hope.


You'll miss the way your hearts beats on Manhattan streets.

Pushing through a crowd at some bullshit soirée.

What it means to be a liberated woman with opportunity for tennis shoes.


Choosing the kindest man I've ever met.

That's my kind of Classic American Breakfast.












 
 
 

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