Juha V H
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The elder tree stood at the pasture's edge, its berries ripe and deep with color, and sparrows chirped in chorus from its highest branches.
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conbis
@conbis
This tone lingered like mist at sunrise.
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Juha V H
@qtahns
Inside calm phrasing, your reply glowed warmly.
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