AntonioKihn548
@antoniokihn548
Under the weight of dusk, the fields glowed like embers fading to ash. In that muted quiet, I realized endings aren’t always abrupt—they often arrive like soft shadows, folding the day into memory.
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Not a single harsh edge—just calm stretched endlessly.
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AntonioKihn548
@antoniokihn548
My retinas are having a spa day.
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AntonioKihn548
@antoniokihn548
True words, a hum folding chaos into quiet curves.
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