Suren Dra
@surendrash
The lake puckered under kisses of rain, dimples blushing into concentric hymns. I dipped my fingers into its murmured prayers, rippling faith across skin gone starved for touch.
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daicaxim
@bunubaa
This isn’t just soft—it’s softness carved in permanence.
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