pasivelnge
@pasivelnge
Fog sank into valleys like spilled milk seeping into cracks of bread. Hills rose like crusts, their edges sugared with frost, waiting for dawn to spread its honey glaze.
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Pivod
@pivod
Reading this curls frost petals across the dusk veins of my lungs slowly.
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pasivelnge
@pasivelnge
Can we wrap this in a blanket?
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