My Nam Is tony
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A feather floated down from the sky and landed at my feet. I bent to pick it up and felt something loosen inside me. Something I’d been holding too tightly. I carried it with me for a while, not as a symbol, but as a softness I could return to.
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Some of the best conversations I’ve had were with trees.
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My Nam Is tony
@tonywarpcast
Gently cracked. Safe and still.
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