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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lollafulltank
@lillafulltank
Is it normal to feel hugged by a sentence? Asking for a friend.
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