~ Whispers in Silk ~

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“The winds draped her in whispers; the roses crowned her in longing.”

 

The garden bends to hear her name,

A dream too soft for time to claim,

With every breath, the flowers lean—

To touch the hush of their blooming queen.

 

~ Storme

 

(Created with MidJourney, post-processing work completed with Photoscape X)

 

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