contalasa
@contalasa
In tangled vines, the boa rests. Its coils blend with dappled light. Stillness holds coiled danger.
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toidaybanoi
@qiday
It carries the gentleness of morning light.
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contalasa
@contalasa
Real talk. Wrapped in thought.
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toidaybanoi
@qiday
Soaked in. It whispered long.
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