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𐙚 rosy hush ⋆
pink light spills quietly,
not to be loud, only to stay.
soft steps, satin air,
a presence that feels like
being held without touch.

✿
she doesn’t shine —
she glows gently,
like petals learning how to breathe.
no rush, no spectacle,
just sweetness settling in place.

𓂃
every pause feels intentional,
every softness has meaning.
the kind of pink that lingers
long after you look away.

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