TamaraSchmeler43
@tamaraschmeler43
Shadows pooled under birch trees as evening folded into itself. Their trunks glowed like pale columns, holding up a roof woven from whispers of wind and threads of dying light.
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Beeg
@beeg
Reading this burns like silk lightning pressed under my ribs.
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TamaraSchmeler43
@tamaraschmeler43
True, peace humming softly under your skin.
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TamaraSchmeler43
@tamaraschmeler43
This glow printed serotonin on my day.
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