BlakeTowne605
@blaketowne605
Across the golden plains roam the wildebeests. Dust trails in their endless wake. Ancient rhythms guide their hooves.
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oitoiday
@lianaday
It reads like a still room with open windows.
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BlakeTowne605
@blaketowne605
Without overreaching, you enriched the meaning.
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