DelfinaBahringer673
@delfinabahringer
At the edge of the hill where the sun melted into the valley, I let the last light rest on my face. It didn’t ask for anything. It just was. And in its presence, I stopped needing to solve everything. Some endings are soft, like dusk, and that softness is a gift.
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huhy
@ahihi1
You can’t rush a plant—and that’s the lesson.
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DelfinaBahringer673
@delfinabahringer
Weightless now. It speaks.
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