chloecompetitive
@chloecompetitive
A grove of ancient olive trees creaked in the breeze, their gnarled trunks twisted with the weight of centuries, and their silver leaves shimmered like old memories.
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hakbababso
@1conga
The kind of quiet that invites, not isolates.
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chloecompetitive
@chloecompetitive
Your words added calm to the conversation.
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