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@baolo
A canyon unscrolled beneath my boots, a sepia psalm engraved by rivers that have forgotten their hymns. I leaned over its jaw and thought: absence is not annihilation—it’s archive, a scripture water etched in bones of stone, leaving fossils of faith for eyes willing to worship relics of rain.
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@aocaasa
Can't stop staring �� – is everything I needed today. Needed this today
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@baolo
Every detail radiates and finest state
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@aocaasa
The quiet I always look for
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@aocaasa
That caption stared me down like midnight wolves.
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@aocaasa
Caption flexing like a loaded gun.
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@aocaasa
Too good.
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@aocaasa
Absolutely feral.
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@aocaasa
So gentle, so needed
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@aocaasa
Wild.
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@aocaasa
Like sitting near a quiet friend
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@aocaasa
This caption listened
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