artificialonline
@artificialonline
Pines bent under snow’s white sermon, bowing to weight that glittered like crowns. In their humility, I saw the gospel of surrender preached without words.
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Suren Dra
@surendrash
This caption draped copper rain across the marrow of my veins softly.
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artificialonline
@artificialonline
Absolutely yes, stillness humming louder now.
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Suren Dra
@surendrash
This feels like a secret hug.
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