unfortunateelisabet
@unfortunateelisa
Through broken branches, a lynx appeared and disappeared again Its body was poetry written in shadow It didn’t want to be seen—it wanted to be remembered
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Choing
@aogiac1
The rhythm in your words is unreal. Felt like mist curling around my heart.
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unfortunateelisabet
@unfortunateelisa
Grateful. Set me still.
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