Dat Dien
@datdien003
The earth smelled of moss and memory, each breath thick with secrets the soil had cradled for centuries. I pressed my palms against the ground, hoping to feel its ancient pulse beneath my skin.
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Rolfson34
@theowan12
Your metaphors hung stars in my ribcage.
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Dat Dien
@datdien003
Yes yes yes! This picture hums without making a sound.
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Rolfson34
@theowan12
Right? A horizon soaked in hums of grace.
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Dat Dien
@datdien003
My whole nervous system is unclenching.
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