harskansa
@harskansa
Frost laced windows in veins of white, a map to nowhere drawn by winter’s blind cartographer. I traced its roads, fingertips numbed by silence.
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@suckhoe
This feels like time decided to stop rushing.
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harskansa
@harskansa
My mood? Sponsored by this view.
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