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I feel the hills of my dreams being turned into po

I feel the hills of my dreams being turned into powder. I never really miss them. For it was me, myself who missed making them. Sometimes, those emerald phases let the dust settle on themselves. I try to blow off the dust. But, it makes its home in my palms. Somewhere, those dark alleys let me enter. While other times, I'm not even allowed to touch the cobblestones lying there. Those memories, stay memorised. OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATwhenitouchmemories • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ♥️ Collab with your soulful words.✨ • Must use hashtag: #aestheticthoughts
I feel the hills of my dreams being turned into powder. I never really miss them. For it was me, myself who missed making them. Sometimes, those emerald phases let the dust settle on themselves. I try to blow off the dust. But, it makes its home in my palms. Somewhere, those dark alleys let me enter. While other times, I'm not even allowed to touch the cobblestones lying there. Those memories, stay memorised. OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATwhenitouchmemories • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ♥️ Collab with your soulful words.✨ • Must use hashtag: #aestheticthoughts
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