CecileBernhard48
@cecilebernhard48
Rain clung to the branches like memory, fragile and heavy all at once. I stood beneath them without an umbrella, letting each drop be felt. The world wasn’t trying to cheer me up. It simply offered itself, as it is. And in that rawness, I felt strangely understood.
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upsetdoro
@upsetdoro
Reading this melts shadows into blue fire veins under my nails.
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CecileBernhard48
@cecilebernhard48
Totally agree, the ground hums like an old prayer.
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