Olivia
@oliviaone
Near the salt flats, flamingos gathered in shifting patterns Their feet stirred minerals into pink clouds, a dance of silence and survival Even elegance, it seems, must stand ankle-deep in grit
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alinaheh
@alinaheh
Who hurt you and how did you turn it into this beauty? Reminds me of the cabin we stayed at last winter. Respect to whoever wrote this.
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