longlingne
@longlongne
Within thorn groves, hares dodge like wind shadows. Spines tear fur, not speed. Each escape writes memory in blood. They do not forget direction.
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bannow
@voimamut
Even the way this is composed feels thoughtful.
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longlingne
@longlongne
Alright philosopher, calm down.
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