taubreebaha
@taubreebaha
Wild oats waved golden along the roadside, fields of movement and whispered sound, and a hawk shadow flickered over their dance.
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Lucas
@lucas-marrio
Why is this making me nostalgic for a place I’ve never been?
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taubreebaha
@taubreebaha
Somehow that’s funny and tragic at once
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taubreebaha
@taubreebaha
Every post is a cry for help in Helvetica
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