Ax Zimy
@axzimy
Fog chewed treetops into stubs, spitting sawdust drizzle into air. I breathed that pulp, coughing poems raw enough to splinter tongues.
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coralshara
@coralshara
This caption hums prayers under the breath of green frost dusk.
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Ax Zimy
@axzimy
Yes! Nature doesn’t rush—yet here’s proof of its perfection.
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