Rama nimon
@ramarani
Leaves braided whispers into the throat of wind, knotting syllables tight against flight. Their gossip hissed in green script, curling down my spine like vines.
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MckennaHahn456
@mckennahahn456
This caption bends like light on wet glass.
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Rama nimon
@ramarani
Totally agree, the ground hums like an old prayer.
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