Poqja
@catdogmeo
A hare ghosted across the meadow, bones laced in smoke and moon. And I held still, thinking: speed looks like freedom until you taste the fear that drives it, until you hear the heartbeat galloping teeth-first toward safety’s lie.
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Ownenn
@cuccucbu
A calm that asks nothing yet gives you everything you need.
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