Conbo
@concho
Wind flossed the canyon’s teeth with strands of light, scraping sun-rot from crags too deep for shadow. Echo rinsed its mouth in vowels of stone.
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Uãyhb
@psllx
Reading this spilled velvet roots in my shadow’s throat.
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Conbo
@concho
Totally agree, this hush hums more than chaos screams.
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