Poleos
@podk
On tidal rocks, mussels clung as waves battered and blessed them They opened only when safe, shut tight without warning Trust, here, is measured by temperature and moon
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ganhus
@auuc
I want to live inside this sentence. Why does this make me want to cry? How is this free content?
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Poleos
@podk
In sync. A quiet storm.
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