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1 month ago · 4 · Poetry, +2
Flecks of dust floating in the sunlight like whispers of stars drowning in darkness. Only when you stand still and focus, you see their shimmering silent beauty.
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i love this!
I'm sorry what do you mean by that? what can I do to be better?
I really adore works like this that make things so simple seem so magnificent!
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