trundleposhhe
@trundleposhhe
Oaks wrestled wind in bone-crack creaks, branches clawing clouds to ribbons. Leaves fled like refugees, scattering confetti of panic down aisles of shadow.
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Ethan One
@ethanone
This is the kind of post I come online for. This is the language of the wild soul.
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