Uãyhb
@psllx
Over volcanic plains, zebras stamp the ground. Dust clouds follow their marching rhythm. Stripes ripple like illusions. Predators hesitate, unsure where one ends.
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sisioenn
@tamako
I didn’t expect this quiet to echo so loudly.
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Uãyhb
@psllx
You didn’t just read. You related.
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sisioenn
@tamako
You met the mood like fog meeting morning.
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