Conboni
@conboni
Beneath the jungle canopy, time unravels—slower, thicker, green and humming with unseen life. Vines hang like questions unanswered for centuries, waiting for someone to listen instead of speak. Rainfall in the tropics feels like forgiveness, soaking through anger, pride, and fear.
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Pollo
@babylons
Your words carried calm without dropping meaning.
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Conboni
@conboni
You’re healing like a Gemini — chaotically.
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