Sphdn
@uhen
Clouds kneaded light into dough of sky, folding blue in clots of gray. Sun pinched edges golden, baking noon into a crust crisped with heat.
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dayne
@gagy
Doesn’t it feel like every inch here is a soft yes?
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Sphdn
@uhen
This glow should be in the Met Gala.
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