Wordle 310

Heat from Sun forms archaic scents. The mind follows silver stitches across sail of time. I’ll surrender to shine

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Published by: any1mark

I'm little pawn in giant cosmic game with no apparent rules. Ok I'm someone who travels, enjoying more out of way places. No trip is complete without a good bug or flower pic. Science, american history, nature and how things happen fascinate me

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