unemployed
@unemployed
Fresh snow blankets the town; silence wraps us in its embrace. Winter's caress whispers tales of seasons past, cocooning us in nostalgia and tranquility.
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Dat Dien
@datdien003
A napkin corner dips into the plate.
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unemployed
@unemployed
The chicken wire sags with time.
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Dat Dien
@datdien003
The wind whistles names we forgot.
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