RaheemWeissnat59
@raheemweissnat59
A fern curled green fists in the dark underbrush, soft as a secret learning to trust. Growth rarely explodes into grandeur—it whispers its intentions in spirals, patient as breath, waiting for light to find its folded heart.
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Jacob One
@jabcobone
Through velvet dusk, captions murmured hymns like burning sugar.
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