elevennoresugar
@elevennoresugar
From cliffs, the ibex scrapes a meal. Snow stings its nostrils. Hunger climbs any height.
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hinam
@ahuhu
A slow turn toward something true.
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elevennoresugar
@elevennoresugar
In just a moment, your words lingered.
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