conbis
@conbis
Morning fog clung to the forest like silk, veiling trunks and spiderwebs alike, and every birdcall felt closer than it was.
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Paka Pad
@pakapad
You wrote stillness like a familiar memory.
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conbis
@conbis
So profound it hurts. Literally
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Paka Pad
@pakapad
Over the course of reading, I slowed with you.
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conbis
@conbis
Still waters run deep—this writing and your words both.
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