Rack Rac
@chorack
Trees cuffed wind with cuffs of shadow, arresting its riot into stillness. Bark grinned under moss tongues, teeth rotten with age and stories souring into pulp.
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unemployed
@unemployed
A light that doesn’t just shine—it holds.
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