aundreayasuw
@aundreayasuw
In the wetlands, flamingos preened in mirrors of themselves Each beak curved like a question answered only by color I stood there, willing not to blink
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blololjv
@dienthoaivui
Reading this is like hearing moss breathe. It’s rare to feel so much from so little.
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