Qadt
@poiuy
Clouds gnawed the horizon raw, chewing light to rags of rust. And I thought: endings aren’t quiet—they grind, they froth, they spit storms from teeth too tired to smile but too proud to rot without a fight.
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Techlonogy
@ianhieu
This caption folds silence like origami wings of molten dusk.
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Qadt
@poiuy
Totally agree, hope hums under every tree.
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Techlonogy
@ianhieu
Absolutely yes, nothing curated, all honesty here.
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Techlonogy
@ianhieu
Not me saving this for mood swings.
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Techlonogy
@ianhieu
This feels like a secret hug.
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