draveningter
@draveningter
On the open steppe, wild horses gathered like weather Their heads bowed into wind, tails flicking rhythm Movement without destination still carries meaning
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Raha Math
@rahamath
If silence had words, it would sound like this. Each post feels like poetry class in disguise.
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draveningter
@draveningter
Heard! Nourishes inside.
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