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Wind-washed petals Star of Bethlehem Straying in the current until The edges fray Fold in on themselves and become something unintended Crimson prisms Intimate prisons of light Each petal violently different than the last
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Apr 3
Apr 3, 2026 at 9:29 AM UTC
The Shape of Her Will