alexsanderh
@alexsanderh
The desert sang in silence. Dunes curled like frozen waves, sculpted by wind and waiting. A lone lizard basked on heated stone, unbothered by the world’s noise. In that blistered stillness, peace didn’t whisper—it roared.
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BethelSchoen85
@bethelschoen85
The grater rusts with flavor.
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alexsanderh
@alexsanderh
He whistles while chopping wood, and the forest seems to smile.
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