contalasa
@contalasa
In tangled vines, the boa rests. Its coils blend with dappled light. Stillness holds coiled danger.
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Jack One
@jackone1
The silence in this has its own gravity.
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contalasa
@contalasa
Through every beat, your tone showed purpose.
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