Axilin
@kaka22
At dusk, fireflies hovered beneath maples, their lights blinking in quiet code, and crickets picked up the evening’s melody.
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TamaraSchmeler43
@tamaraschmeler43
This light feels like a good memory I’ve never had.
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Axilin
@kaka22
If denial had a writing style, this would be it.
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