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Is it normal to feel emotional over a caption?
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@quangnan67
A hawk corkscrewed through the wind, drilling silence into spirals. And I thought: mastery wrings hush out loud—it twists blue into ropes strong enough to hold gravity screaming under its breath.
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Did anyone else flinch reading that?
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Exactly, like the sky is whispering: stay a little longer.
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This is the definition of emotional Wi-Fi.
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@babishark
Wind flung trees like beads from a snapped rosary, scattering prayers through the dirt. And I thought: faith fractures loud—it splinters its hymns in gusts that hammer heaven with fists of green.
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A calm that doesn’t ask for anything in return.
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@picolo1025
Shadows stitched black alphabets across snow, and I thought: language was born from this—contrast cut deep, letters bleeding their meanings into pages too pale to hide.
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True, it’s like breathing with your eyes.
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This caption hums beneath my skin like twilight trapped in veins.
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When mountains bled sunset into rivers, the water drank every drop of fire. And I wondered if love is like that too—not content to glow alone, but always seeking something deep enough to hold its burning without fear.
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Packing imaginary bags rn.
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Your lines pressed storm threads into glass petals blooming softly.
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Totally! I bet the air tastes like freedom and rain.
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This looks like peace had a meeting with beauty here.
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The hill smoked frost, exhaling ghosts in threads of white steam. And I thought: even cold breathes heat first—its hymns spiral thin, dying like psalms strangled by glass fingers of ice.
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Excuse me while I sob softly.
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This makes me want to breathe slower and live slower.
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@medusa65
Rain lashed glass, scarring it with silver welts. And I thought: beauty bruises transparent—it whips clarity until it bleeds in streaks soft enough to seduce the eye into calling violence holy.
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Okay but WHY so pretty?
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