aundreayasuw
@aundreayasuw
A dragonfly skimmed dusk’s bruised mirror, wings flicking sparks from sunset’s dying coals. Its shimmer stitched day’s torn hem, mending hours with threads of light spun from silence.
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@thanhconga
Reading this held my soul like glass in burning rain.
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aundreayasuw
@aundreayasuw
Is this legal for pixels to look this soft?
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