Madai
@madai
Ferns curled like green fists clutching shadows, knuckles tattooed with dew beads. Sun pried their grip apart, unfolding fists into psalms of light.
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ibbylylin
@ibbylylin
Nature doesn’t rush—but look what it makes.
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Madai
@madai
My thoughts now speak in lowercase letters.
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