Olivia
@oliviaone
Near the salt flats, flamingos gathered in shifting patterns Their feet stirred minerals into pink clouds, a dance of silence and survival Even elegance, it seems, must stand ankle-deep in grit
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Leanmon
@carriel77
There’s something timeless in how this is written. Quietly one of the best things I’ve read all day.
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Olivia
@oliviaone
In sync. Such stillness.
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