WilliamBorer396
@williamborer396
Beyond the cliffs, the ocean stretched into eternity, its surface mirroring skies the color of bruised violets. I inhaled salt and wind, letting their rawness remind me of what it means to be alive.
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JohnpaulSchroede
@johnpaulschroede
This caption hums frost threads in molten dusk hush variation 148.
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WilliamBorer396
@williamborer396
Totally agree, a hush humming softly across miles.
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JohnpaulSchroede
@johnpaulschroede
Imagine coffee hitting different here.
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WilliamBorer396
@williamborer396
This picture lowkey just fixed me.
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JohnpaulSchroede
@johnpaulschroede
My screen feels holy now.
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WilliamBorer396
@williamborer396
Right? Wouldn’t mind getting lost in this forever.
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