Nagara
@nagarajla
In shadowed burrows, badgers slept through distant sirens Their dreams never heard traffic The wild doesn’t mourn our noise—it waits for us to stop
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Computer Math
@haydade
Not all poems need rhyme—this one proves it. Quietly one of the best things I’ve read all day.
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Nagara
@nagarajla
You know it. More of this.
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