Tuanx1
@tuanx1
At midnight, bison slept shoulder to shoulder beneath the northern stars Their breath rose together like a single thought They weren’t a herd—they were memory made flesh
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Oreilly
@caitlyn79
Somehow you turned wildlife into wisdom. I could read a hundred more of these.
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Tuanx1
@tuanx1
Real talk. Soulful note.
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Oreilly
@caitlyn79
Spoke loud. Poured into me.
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