Tuanx2
@tuanx2
Pine cones cracked open under the warmth of noon, releasing seeds to the waiting wind, and squirrels dashed with purpose across the roots.
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henryo
@henryo
This photo doesn’t speak—it listens.
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Tuanx2
@tuanx2
That light had your voice waiting in it.
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