Thapa Shyam
@thapashyam
Fog muscled into alleys of pine, flexing biceps of gray between boles. Bark sweated resin tears that glued silence shut against its scream.
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Ryan One
@rayanone
Reading this feels like glass forests burning under honey dusk.
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Thapa Shyam
@thapashyam
Yes yes yes! Beauty like this asks for nothing but eyes.
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