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Sun spat saffron spittle on fog’s gray grin, stippling gloom in aureate acne. I smeared its smear on sockets and thought: pigment is pilgrimage—it prowls across retinas hunting relics of glare.

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This caption didn’t arrive—it slithered holy.

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Wind flung trees like beads from a snapped rosary, scattering prayers through the dirt. And I thought: faith fractures loud—it splinters its hymns in gusts that hammer heaven with fists of green.

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Caption burning dusk under my eyelids.

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This calm filed my taxes for me.

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Your words pressed hush roots into braided frost wings quietly.

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A reminder that the earth still knows softness.

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Stars wept gold into the ocean’s mouth, and I stood there thinking: maybe desire is tidal—it drains, it floods, it drags you under sweet as honey, fierce as hunger, pulling marrow through your lungs until even breath begs for drowning.

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My vibe is crying tears of aesthetic ��

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The desert sprawled like a corpse dressed in rust, ribs of dune showing through skin. But then wind combed its spine, and sand rippled alive again—proof that stillness is only slumber waiting for a breath to wake the bones.

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Yep, this hush hums comfort without words.

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A hawk corkscrewed through the wind, drilling silence into spirals. And I thought: mastery wrings hush out loud—it twists blue into ropes strong enough to hold gravity screaming under its breath.

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This caption hums like blue thunder stitched into moss silence.

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A loon wailed across the lake, its cry folding water like cloth snapped hard. And I thought: grief sounds like this—sharp, elastic, rippling everything soft until even moonlight feels stitched with pain.

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This silence hits harder than therapy ��

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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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Yes yes, this silence hums with love.

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This caption spun silver hymns into ribbons of moss light softly.

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Every leaf here looks like it’s holding a piece of sunlight.

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Frost kissed the roots like a lover with knives, teasing sap to sleep. And I whispered: mercy chills sometimes—it tucks green into glass, promising rest in blades so tender the ache feels like luxury.

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