Qhbuu
@pqiigu
In dying light, a fox crossed the road between forest and forgetting Its tail flicked once—then it vanished Briefness can be brilliance when framed by dusk
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Hinhsu
@tapchoida
Reminds me of stories passed down in whispers. This is how language hugs.
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