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The red sun brushes the moon’s yellow hair slowly — and the white cloud laughs
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Dec 18, 2025
Dec 18, 2025 at 3:57 AM UTC
Evening Brush
The red sun brushes the moon’s yellow hair slowly — and the white cloud laughs
A surreal moment where the transition from day to night is not a departure, but a gentle act of care
hamid-hassanshahinejad
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Dec 18, 2025
Dec 18, 2025 at 3:57 AM UTC
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