Aqyjn
@bolume
Grass jittered under wind’s invisible hands, trembling green prayers toward a sky deaf with light. I bent to eavesdrop, catching psalms in pollen motes floating like breathless syllables.
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peubebong
@duongtang
This is what happens when silence puts on its best clothes.
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