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zoned out lying till my bus blinks its lights; so chilled air soft moist grass maybe 2 more minutes I may leave but who cares I am just staring more cloudsmoving stargasping treeswaving moonbeaming until my eyes are softly mixed unblinking even starhastling on my lid's tapestry.
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Mar 1
Mar 1, 2026 at 8:23 AM UTC
STARGASPs
zoned out lying till my bus blinks its lights; so chilled air soft moist grass maybe 2 more minutes I may leave but who cares I am just staring more cloudsmoving stargasping treeswaving moonbeaming until my eyes are softly mixed unblinking even starhastling on my lid's tapestry.
a peaceful solo trip finally took a leap out this daily boring schedule.
ankush
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Mar 1
Mar 1, 2026 at 8:23 AM UTC
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