Springer Jeremy
@picolo1025
Shadows stitched black alphabets across snow, and I thought: language was born from this—contrast cut deep, letters bleeding their meanings into pages too pale to hide.
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uselesshome
@uselesshome
This caption spun frost ribbons under moss rivers curled softly.
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