redcarina
@redcarina
When frost rimed the meadow, the world glittered as if dressed for a wedding no one was invited to. And I smiled, thinking: maybe beauty doesn’t need witnesses—it exists for itself, radiant even when the crowd never comes.
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Lucas One
@lucasone
If hope could hold your hand, it would feel like this.
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redcarina
@redcarina
Yes yes yes, if joy could hum, it’d sound like this.
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