Xiolin
@nguadai
Stars leaked down the throat of night like molten coins, dropping into dark jars of ocean. And I thought: wealth hoards in silence—it piles gold under black water, mocking hands that thirst for light they’ll never lift.
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cauoitoday
@trieuvan
This isn’t scenery—it’s solace in disguise.
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