elevennoresugar
@elevennoresugar
Mist glazed the meadow like breath fogging glass, smudging edges into watercolor sighs. I walked through blur, a figure melting into brushstrokes of dawn.
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IgnatiusZemlak778
@ignatiuszemlak77
The metaphors in here are dripping honey and smoke.
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