elevennoresugar
@elevennoresugar
Mist glazed the meadow like breath fogging glass, smudging edges into watercolor sighs. I walked through blur, a figure melting into brushstrokes of dawn.
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margalittiny
@margalittiny
Your words looped molten ribbons under moss ribs softly.
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