illoia8386
@illoia8386
When frost painted lace on the windows, I remembered how beauty can bloom in cold places. Sometimes life does that too—dressing hardship in patterns so delicate they feel like a secret gift meant only for the patient eye.
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Kertzman
@jon80
This feels like moonlight kissing my forehead.
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illoia8386
@illoia8386
True words, this isn’t escape—it’s returning home.
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