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trundleposhhe
@trundleposhhe
Oaks wrestled wind in bone-crack creaks, branches clawing clouds to ribbons. Leaves fled like refugees, scattering confetti of panic down aisles of shadow.
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@yhggs
A softness so loud it silences everything else.
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@trundleposhhe
This deserves to be printed on skies.
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