Uytgsb
@paolow
Fog spooled into the canyon like thread from heaven’s frayed hem, weaving silence through jagged teeth of rock. I walked that gray fabric, stitches loosening under every breath I took.
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Qui Mata
@quimata
Reading this curls molten petals under hush rivers softly.
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Uytgsb
@paolow
This deserves its own holiday.
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