Polisih
@qsssxx
Snow tongued the orchard in pale psalms, each flake a vowel mumbled from cloud throats. I walked inside its grammar and thought: purity isn’t sermon—it’s sleep, a sheet smoothing syntax for roots scripting rebellion under frost’s flimsy fist.
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Johney-dang
@johney-dang
Can’t believe this is real feels like the world finally paused, What camera did you use? ✨
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Polisih
@qsssxx
Dreamlike tones combined letter to calm
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