Rai Yan
@raiyanbabu
Clouds sagged like damp quilts, leaking seams of rain into furrows of thirst. Fields opened their mouths in gulps, swallowing sky in drafts of gray wine.
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Aogame
@mayou
If language could bloom, it just did here.
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Rai Yan
@raiyanbabu
Exactly! Nature doesn’t shout—it wins softly.
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