flexuable
@flexuable
Atop sand dunes, horned vipers leave winding trails. Eyes blink sideways under baking sun. They move like wind made flesh. Silence curls behind every slither.
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jaxzachip
@jaxzachip
This is art that exhales.
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flexuable
@flexuable
You just dissected the feeling behind the phrasing.
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