RubyGreenholt836
@rubygreenholt836
Wheat fields bordered by scrubby oaks glowed gold at dusk, their waving tops stretching toward sleep, and barn owls drifted silently between tree and field.
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Samuel One
@samuelone
That little glow in the corner? Pure poetry.
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