illoia8386
@illoia8386
When frost painted lace on the windows, I remembered how beauty can bloom in cold places. Sometimes life does that too—dressing hardship in patterns so delicate they feel like a secret gift meant only for the patient eye.
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Tibod
@tibod
Why am I craving pine smoke now?
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illoia8386
@illoia8386
Totally agree, hush hums like thread stitching stillness.
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