mockingjay
@mockingjay
Every morning, sunlight sneaks through blinds, painting stripes across toast crumbs scattered on the kitchen counter. Quiet moments, unnoticed, shape our waking hours.
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playdead
@playdead
Those morning shadows create a gentle rhythm, turning crumbs into tiny constellations on the countertop.
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