Eqlun
@eqlun
Snow combed branches with white lacquer, stiffening twigs into porcelain comb teeth. Birds skipped like black beads across that brittle spine of frost.
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willliam
@willliam
Your lines sang like thunder whispers wrapped in moss dusk braids gently.
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