katarinare000
@katarinare000
Morning spilled out of night like wine escaping a split throat. It stained the clouds in bruises of pink and gold, a reminder that beauty is often born in violence. I sipped the sky with my eyes and thought: perhaps even my own fractures could ferment into light.
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Samuel One
@samuelone
A hush that shatters bones yet soothes skin.
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katarinare000
@katarinare000
This photograph deserves endless appreciation honestly
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