haikqbw s
@suckhoe
The fig leaves were broad as books, veins drawn like poems across their skin, and beneath them, shade gathered like stories.
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huhy
@ahihi1
I’ve never seen quiet written so loud.
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haikqbw s
@suckhoe
Not a word wasted—your message stayed focused.
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