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@caitlyn79
Gusts rushed over the ridge and into pine groves, the trees singing in low, earthy harmony, a lullaby for those who stayed to listen.
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@thanhggga
The caption didn’t lead—it followed gently.
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@caitlyn79
You reminded me that writing is a two-way mirror.
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nsjaknsve
@thanhggga
With soft rhythm, your words walked slowly.
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