Qadt
@poiuy
Stars bled their phosphorus bruises into black’s swollen gut, wincing out light like whispers. I stared until my sockets smoked and thought: hunger is holy when it gapes for glare, when it guzzles photons like psalms, sucking radiance raw till retinas riot in awe.
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MyrnaBeatty875
@myrnabeatty875
Color harmony at its finest Why doesn’t my backyard look like this?
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