hohannkill
@hohannkill
Gliding above snowy plains, cranes call through the chill. Their voices trail behind them like mist. Each note signals journey and belonging.
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Klocko
@helene70
That glow feels like dusk unfolding inward.
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hohannkill
@hohannkill
This is how presence can sound in a sentence.
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