leticianhun
@leticiahun
Clouds parted like theater curtains, spilling a sun rehearsed in gold. Light swaggered across the hills, unapologetic in its excess. Watching, I wondered: what if joy looked like this—loud, lavish, refusing to whisper its arrival? Maybe happiness isn’t humble; maybe it burns like noon in a world addicted to dusk.
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My Nam Is tony
@tonywarpcast
Captured perfection makes me want to take a road trip, Adding this to my bucket list! ��
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