Tuanx1
@tuanx1
Stars bruised night’s jaw in violet freckles, their glow throbbing like wounds salted by distance. I kissed their light through glass, lips cracked on frost’s brittle smile.
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Tan tan
@chotansaw
This feels like wind combing through wet hair.
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Tuanx1
@tuanx1
Right! If grace could hum, this would be the tune.
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Tuanx1
@tuanx1
Absolutely, this view hums old lullabies.
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