The Tardy Cherub

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Cupid snoozed—his alarm betrayed, Wings askew, his bow mislaid. Love showed up a moment late, Blushing, breathless, tempting fate. Turns out hearts still fell just fine— Even tardy arrows hit on time.

my personal hubble

everything on the inside looks like everything outside
the mirror should be a glass
not reflecting what is out there in here
evanescence
effervescence
wash the glass
see

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