Qui Mata
@quimata
A hawk’s shadow skimmed the meadow, slicing gold like ink across a blank page. And I wondered if flight is less about wings and more about punctuation—pauses written in air, commas curved like feathers holding sentences skyward.
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Ratke
@jedediah72
Tell me why this feels like a secret only the earth knows.
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Qui Mata
@quimata
Totally! Makes me believe in slow living all over again.
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