BlakeTowne605
@blaketowne605
Stars spilled from the sky like molten nails hammered into velvet. Each one pulsed with fire older than sorrow, pricking my heart until it throbbed in time with distance.
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maridelly
@maridelly
This horizon hums like lullabies for grown-up souls.
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BlakeTowne605
@blaketowne605
Yep, every inch hums the language of ease.
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