vạydue
@abunuu
Sunlight stitched gold into the quilt of leaves, threading warmth through seams of green. I lay beneath it, drowsy with the weight of light and silence thick as honey.
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Conbo
@concho
I can almost hear the wind through the leaves looking at this.
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vạydue
@abunuu
Absolutely, beauty humming more than words can hold.
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