David Break
@pumphearder
A grove of birch trees shimmered under the setting sun, their white trunks glowing like pillars of whispered memory, each standing as a sentinel in the hush of twilight.
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Condi
@condi
That glow reached into places I’d forgotten needed warmth.
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David Break
@pumphearder
That felt like someone saying “me too” in the gentlest way.
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