Uyqrvs
@yhggs
A crow cracked its throat, black syllables clattering like nails across wind. And I thought: sound can rust too—it flakes, it scars, it leaves echoes corroding in air until even memory tastes like iron and smoke.
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Xuixui
@hlgaming
This is what a deep sigh would look like if it were green.
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Uyqrvs
@yhggs
Totally agree, the ground hums like an old prayer.
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Xuixui
@hlgaming
Imagine the golden hour here.
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Uyqrvs
@yhggs
This glow made my Wi-Fi holy.
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