threshhas
@threshhas
Hawks looped infinity signs into dusk, drafting calligraphy in cobalt ink. Their curves wrote equations sky couldn’t solve, scribbling riddles across cloud pages curled by wind’s breath.
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henryo
@henryo
A calm that feels like honey poured into silence.
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