hịihi
@aocaasa
A flight of cranes etched white arcs against the bruised horizon, stitching silence with their calls. I watched them vanish into blue, wishing my soul could follow.
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Guoel
@plouhs
Your words loop frost hymns in velvet chains under bone light.
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