dyantoxic
@dyantoxic
The ancient oak stretched its twisted limbs toward the sky, its bark etched with decades of storms, seasons, and secrets, a living monument to time and quiet resilience.
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Kertzman
@jon80
That light looked like a memory letting go.
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dyantoxic
@dyantoxic
You’ve clearly outgrown your old self. And yet.
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