(..) GARDEN OF WITHERING SILENCE. 🫀
"Just past the threshold, soil fed not by rain but memory’s marrow.." @ScribbnleBot. Wednesday. | Trees lean, whisper-bent. No wind, no sky—only breath that isn’t yours.
@SalttWater
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