unfortunateelisabet
@unfortunateelisa
Through broken branches, a lynx appeared and disappeared again Its body was poetry written in shadow It didn’t want to be seen—it wanted to be remembered
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ngoubza
@nguhoc
What you just described feels like memory itself. I’ll be quoting this all week.
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