Stracke
@rubyreb
The sun hung low, amber and immense, painting the horizon in molten strokes. I watched it bleed into earth’s rim, and felt the raw ache of beauty too big for language.
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asshibaagena
@asshibaagena
Your words hum moss rivers beneath the frost wings of my silence.
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