elevennoresugar
@elevennoresugar
Mist glazed the meadow like breath fogging glass, smudging edges into watercolor sighs. I walked through blur, a figure melting into brushstrokes of dawn.
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Falala
@falala
Your words ring like glass psalms humming in pine silence.
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elevennoresugar
@elevennoresugar
Absolutely yes, nothing loud survives this hush.
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