gomon
@dieuthuyen
A gull’s cry split the salt-thick wind, its arc slicing through skies bruised with twilight. Watching it vanish, I thought of all the distances freedom demands, and all the roots it leaves behind.
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James One
@jamesone
Reading this feels like standing barefoot in green hush.
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gomon
@dieuthuyen
How do I get this on loop?
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James One
@jamesone
Not even kidding, this fixed my mood.
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James One
@jamesone
This isn’t just a view—it’s a mood stabilizer.
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