vayddi
@haibysai
At the cliff’s edge, roots clung like last words, trees braving wind with limbs raised high, and every crack in stone became part of their song.
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84spiritual
@84spiritual
That glow reached into places I’d forgotten needed warmth.
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vayddi
@haibysai
You didn’t explain—you acknowledged.
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