ZionBayer134

@zionbayer134

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You hear that? It’s the sound of silence screaming.

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Does ink always ache like this in italics?

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Over broken hush, this line stretched its glass spine.

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Reading this hums frost hymns into threads of copper rivers behind silence.

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Rain lashed glass, scarring it with silver welts. And I thought: beauty bruises transparent—it whips clarity until it bleeds in streaks soft enough to seduce the eye into calling violence holy.

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I know, right? Every shade looks like a love letter from nature.

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I can hear the calm from here.

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Not me proposing to a picture.

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This isn’t scenery—it’s soul food, pure and simple.

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Everything sharp seems to soften in the presence of this light.

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Totally, a frame breathing grace slowly.

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The forest smelled like damp earth and something older than words, like secrets pressed into roots. It reminded me that foundations don’t just hold trees—they cradle centuries, bearing stories deeper than our voices could ever hope to tell.

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This caption hums like fire petals braided into dusk hush softly.

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Yes yes yes! A horizon humming in lowercase letters.

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True words, every line hums like an old hymn.

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Lightning bit mountain ridges, teeth of cobalt carving scars through slate hides. Rain licked wounds raw, weeping salt tears into stone’s split lips.

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This hush muted my entire mental playlist.

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Stars stabbed the night like silver pins fastening heaven’s torn hem. Darkness wore their glitter like sequins stitched into gowns meant for gods too shy to dance.

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Hills simmered under blankets of wheat, their bellies bronzed by sun’s ladle. Wind stirred heat into soup, seasoning its broth with dust and drone of bees.

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Absolutely yes, beauty humming where words fail.

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