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Enthralled, I wander by doors, passing through; Led by the harsh trickle of thin metal. Fostered behind the glass door, pores renew. The outside percolates, cold waves settle. Palm trees sway, found atop the senseless sky. Grainy vision allures a watching wait, So eyes can adjust to see what's nearby. To discern details that words can’t equate. Edges sharpen, feathered shadows pulsate. The thicket breathes, oscillating its reach. Paths stretch, catching puddles that deviate. Gravels now fuse in dark, torrential leach. Maybe it's not intrigue hosting allure, But standing on common grounds, left unsure.
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Mar 5
Mar 5, 2026 at 10:19 PM UTC
Invisible Rain
Enthralled, I wander by doors, passing through; Led by the harsh trickle of thin metal. Fostered behind the glass door, pores renew. The outside percolates, cold waves settle. Palm trees sway, found atop the senseless sky. Grainy vision allures a watching wait, So eyes can adjust to see what's nearby. To discern details that words can’t equate. Edges sharpen, feathered shadows pulsate. The thicket breathes, oscillating its reach. Paths stretch, catching puddles that deviate. Gravels now fuse in dark, torrential leach. Maybe it's not intrigue hosting allure, But standing on common grounds, left unsure.
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Mar 5
Mar 5, 2026 at 10:19 PM UTC
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