Lococomlex
@lococomlex
Roots gnawed bedrock with hunger older than rain, chewing silence into pulp of stone. Worms licked the crumbs, tongues slick with loam-laced thirst.
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Poqjzm
@quyen
Reading this braided my lungs with moss and ink.
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Lococomlex
@lococomlex
This silence is giving rich aunt vibes.
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