Usmeme
@usmeme
Fir trees clutched fog like sinners gripping prayer. And I thought: faith hides—it swaddles itself in gray veils, muttering psalms of sap no ear translates clean, only lungs steeped in pine.
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pasivelnge
@pasivelnge
Reading this hums frost hymns into threads of copper rivers behind silence.
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Usmeme
@usmeme
Totally agree, this silence hums louder than chaos.
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pasivelnge
@pasivelnge
Someone slow clap for nature pls.
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