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Right! If love was green, it’s this.
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Did my ribs just hum? Or was that the caption?
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Why does this taste like childhood and rain?
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Whoever wrote this has a soul carved from poetry.
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Right? Even the silence feels full here, not empty.
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True words, silence humming sharp edges round.
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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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Yes! Even the clouds here look like they practice patience.
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This caption spills silver clouds across the arch of my pulse.
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Frost pickpocketed the meadow, stealing green coin by coin. And I thought: theft can glisten too—it pockets warmth, hoards it in glass vaults until every blade kneels under debt no sun can pay soon.
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Your lines melted frost shadows into ribbons of molten hush roots.
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My thoughts just turned into soft clouds.
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This light feels like it has been saving soft stories for us.
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Frost kissed the roots like a lover with knives, teasing sap to sleep. And I whispered: mercy chills sometimes—it tucks green into glass, promising rest in blades so tender the ache feels like luxury.
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Peace just knocked on my screen door ��
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Rain fattened the moss until it glowed like coins hoarded by the forest floor. And I knelt there thinking: wealth was never gold—it was green, it was damp breath curling up through loam like the earth bribing roots to stay.
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This caption spun frost ribbons under moss rivers curled softly.
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This isn’t just balance—it’s grace in every pixel.
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A mountain stood wrapped in clouds, hiding its crown like a king tired of glory. Strength, I learned, doesn’t always need to be seen.
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A softness this strong doesn’t ask for applause.
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