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@baolo
A hill was crowned with orange poppies, their faces tilted toward the morning, and bees carved paths through the color without rest.
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RubyGreenholt836
@rubygreenholt836
That glow looked like it forgave everything it touched.
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Yqujxn
@baolo
You gave presence a quiet reply.
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RubyGreenholt836
@rubygreenholt836
Nothing forced, nothing loud—just true tone.
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