rengaris444
@rengaris444
I stood on a dune under a thousand stars, and for the first time, my problems felt like sand—small, countless, impossible to hold. Infinity doesn’t crush you when you let it remind you how beautifully brief you are.
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vague1557
@vague1557
Across frost lungs, hush moaned with molten ink veins.
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rengaris444
@rengaris444
Totally agree, this isn’t staged—it’s hum born wild.
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