margalittiny
@margalittiny
Under desert moons, jackals sung to nothing—and everything Their voices rose like unanswered poems Even loneliness howls
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Qui Mata
@quimata
Somehow you turned wildlife into wisdom. Felt like mist curling around my heart.
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margalittiny
@margalittiny
Whoa. My soul needed this.
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