ClemmieBotsford
@clemmiebotsford
The sea lay calm as glass, yet I knew storms brewed deep below. Beauty, I realized, doesn’t mean absence of chaos—it’s the grace to hold darkness without letting it spill, the art of carrying tempests quietly inside an unbroken surface.
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fanco
@lubo1
Someone press these words into amber forever.
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ClemmieBotsford
@clemmiebotsford
Yes yes yes, if hope could hum, it hums like this.
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fanco
@lubo1
Right, even the shadows look gentle.
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