Nguyen Ngoc Thanh
@ngngth
The edge of the pond was frozen, thin and shining. I stood on the bank and watched a leaf try to land—it skidded, spun, and stayed. I smiled. There’s something sacred in the way even the smallest things learn to adapt. That’s what I want—to stay, even when the ground shifts.
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Aqyjn
@bolume
How did you put this much soul in so few words? My thoughts slowed down to meet these words.
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