Qui Mata
@quimata
The forest floor steamed after morning rain, mushrooms sprouting like tiny domes, and steam rose like ghosts from every log and rock.
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Klocko
@helene70
I didn’t scroll. I stayed. I breathed.
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Qui Mata
@quimata
Your voice echoed the image without distortion.
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