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It's a quiet autumn where your footsteps were felt last. A cool breeze blows through the emptiness of a concaved ribcage nest, where once a summer boldly raged and now the snowless winter takes its rest. © fey (03/09/23)
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Sep 3, 2023
Sep 3, 2023 at 4:08 AM UTC
Hibernating heart
It's a quiet autumn where your footsteps were felt last. A cool breeze blows through the emptiness of a concaved ribcage nest, where once a summer boldly raged and now the snowless winter takes its rest. © fey (03/09/23)
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Sep 3, 2023 at 4:08 AM UTC
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