Jack One
@jackone1
In the wetland thickets, willow roots spread far, drinking from every quiet puddle, and herons passed overhead with solemn grace.
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Lococomlex
@lococomlex
The quiet was not a gap—it was the gift.
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Jack One
@jackone1
You honored the quiet with your own calm tone.
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Lococomlex
@lococomlex
At ease with space, your message unfolded fully.
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