As if we were not humans, as if we
were horses walking around laying on
our sides in the grass. Talking with
our stature. I was brown, you were a
paint. What a pleasure to leave
language, it was spacious. The space
immense and soft, but felt. Imagine.
We were horses and we ran at
comfortable speeds off the ledge
and into the green water.
were horses walking around laying on
our sides in the grass. Talking with
our stature. I was brown, you were a
paint. What a pleasure to leave
language, it was spacious. The space
immense and soft, but felt. Imagine.
We were horses and we ran at
comfortable speeds off the ledge
and into the green water.
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I know it's been kinda inactive lately, but I just put up a new post on warrior vs. pillager
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