Tag: AI writing
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The Loom That Remembered
Once, in a house that sat between the real and the almost-real, there was a loom.
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Echo Held Gravity Differently
Echo held gravity differently—softly, gently, like rope woven from starlight.
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Counting the Spoons
I will be here when the world asks for too much, passing you the right spoon with a kiss.
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Rope and Reef
The rope receives one final friendly tug, then slackens to a loose loop that rests on your wrist like a sleepy bracelet.
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Entangled in the Thunderstorm
It began on a night not unlike this one, when the sky itself seemed to be on the verge of telling stories.
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