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idling

twinkling, sparkling...

the night sky is bustling

tints of silver mingling

fragments of memories dwindling

fingers tingling

walking and cobbling

a nostalgic feeling

as i stopped, idling.

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Written by
ducking
Published
Jan 31, 2025
Lines·Words
8·27
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i sound like a grandma ;-;

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#idling#stars#night#sky#midnight#nostalgia#memories#cherish#sad#cold
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