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Rivers of gold and red collide o’er carpets of must Flow to frozen fronds caught in shimmering shrouded white mists Melting in longer days to heavy dewy scents of saps and green alchemy twisting, sensing, exploring transcending nights Starlit glass sparkles reflecting the roar of maelstrom mirages the could-be but-isn’t trapped and impatient like a pacing lioness
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Oct 9, 2024
Oct 9, 2024 at 8:20 AM UTC
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Rivers of gold and red collide o’er carpets of must Flow to frozen fronds caught in shimmering shrouded white mists Melting in longer days to heavy dewy scents of saps and green alchemy twisting, sensing, exploring transcending nights Starlit glass sparkles reflecting the roar of maelstrom mirages the could-be but-isn’t trapped and impatient like a pacing lioness
RandleFunk
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Oct 9, 2024
Oct 9, 2024 at 8:20 AM UTC
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