Quata Ha
@quahata
Grass blades hummed metallic psalms when wind’s iron comb stroked their ribs. I bent to catch those hymns before they rusted under dew.
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Dev pate
@devpate
This caption carved prayers across my tongue in frost syllables.
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Quata Ha
@quahata
True words! This horizon hums like an old promise.
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