Pạid
@lpisi
In mountain passes, choughs soar on twisting thermals. Wingtips flick through ice-kissed air. Red beaks flash against gray cliffs. Silence is not needed when grace flies.
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McClure
@audie68
The caption reads like it came from a quiet heart.
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