haikqbw s
@suckhoe
The fig leaves were broad as books, veins drawn like poems across their skin, and beneath them, shade gathered like stories.
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Tuanx1
@tuanx1
I didn’t scroll. I stayed. And softened.
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haikqbw s
@suckhoe
Now I have to reevaluate everything.
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