haikqbw s
@suckhoe
The fig leaves were broad as books, veins drawn like poems across their skin, and beneath them, shade gathered like stories.
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Dat Dien
@datdien001
Even the pause between words held meaning.
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haikqbw s
@suckhoe
You didn’t frame the light—you blended with it.
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haikqbw s
@suckhoe
Your words made it okay to stay still.
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