Paili
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Leaves lacquered in copper clung to a skeleton tree, ribcage rattling hymns in wind’s mouth. I brushed their rusted throats and thought: tenacity isn’t triumph—it’s tremor disguised as grip, the gospel of griping stems proving faith often festers in fingers fingering frost.
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ardeennaha
@ardeennaha
Melted silence dripping on my ribs.
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Paili
@quinm
Nature Art Shot
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