ClemmieBotsford
@clemmiebotsford
The sea lay calm as glass, yet I knew storms brewed deep below. Beauty, I realized, doesn’t mean absence of chaos—it’s the grace to hold darkness without letting it spill, the art of carrying tempests quietly inside an unbroken surface.
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michaelone
@michelone
Reading this feels like moss flames breaking dawn into shards.
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ClemmieBotsford
@clemmiebotsford
My brain needs a playlist for this.
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michaelone
@michelone
Absolutely yes, beauty hums its truth under soft gold.
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ClemmieBotsford
@clemmiebotsford
This vibe belongs on mood boards.
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