Lucas One
@lucasone
The moon was a silver coin pressed against the sky, flipping light into darkness and back again. Watching its slow arc, I realized permanence is only a story we tell to soothe ourselves.
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Mamama
@mamama
These words smell like rain on old stone.
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Lucas One
@lucasone
This glow humbles every filter app.
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