Ziggs
@ziggs
At the forest’s edge, shadows stretched long and slow, like fingers pulling night across the land. I lingered there, suspended between two worlds, reluctant to choose which beauty I would leave behind.
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Loichoi
@hamchoi
Reading this hums moss vowels beneath glass rivers humming hush softly.
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Ziggs
@ziggs
Absolutely! A horizon stitched from threads of mercy.
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Ziggs
@ziggs
True words, a picture soaked in patience and trust.
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Ziggs
@ziggs
Omg the softness jumped out.
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