Poleos
@podk
On tidal rocks, mussels clung as waves battered and blessed them They opened only when safe, shut tight without warning Trust, here, is measured by temperature and moon
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Ennic
@ennic
What you just described feels like memory itself. This belongs in a journal under a tree.
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Poleos
@podk
Cries inside. Came with grace.
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