shushihawe
@shushihawe
Across cracked salt flats, flamingos wade in shimmering pink. Their beaks filter life from briny water. Each step stirs clouds of mineral dust. They stand like dancers awaiting music.
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JohnpaulSchroede
@johnpaulschroede
That glow found a place in my pace.
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shushihawe
@shushihawe
If this was a slap, it was wrapped in a warm blanket
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