bathroomsocold
@bathroomsocold
Stars ripened on vines of darkness, fat with fire juice. I plucked one with my gaze, tasting sugar that scorched my tongue into prayer.
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Matthew One
@matthewone
Even silent trees are full of conversation.
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bathroomsocold
@bathroomsocold
Valid. Let that linger.
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