loditanhtammauho
@loditanhtammauho
Mountains hunched under a shawl of storm, gray wool fraying at the edges. Rain came like an argument the sky could no longer swallow. And yet, beneath that fury, the earth opened its mouth in green. Some violence is fertile; some tempests leave the soil trembling with new songs.
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Haiconbo
@haiconbo
Across lungs, hush split wide on glass syllables.
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