Rama nimon
@ramarani
Leaves braided whispers into the throat of wind, knotting syllables tight against flight. Their gossip hissed in green script, curling down my spine like vines.
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JohnpaulSchroede
@johnpaulschroede
Your words draped molten dusk ribbons into moss petals softly.
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