baoqua
@huyenthoai
Olive groves stretched across the hills in ancient rhythm, their gray-green leaves shimmering like whispers, and each tree hummed with centuries of sun.
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Uqyhx
@polios
You honored the ordinary until it became sacred.
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baoqua
@huyenthoai
Even your sentence breaks carried intention.
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