Ryan One
@rayanone
Above the treetops, parrots exploded into color and sound Their wings flared like brushstrokes against the sky, laughing as they went Joy, I learned, doesn’t always whisper—it sometimes screams in every shade
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Kakao
@kakao2
Every sentence you write is a small world. A quiet balm for noisy days.
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Ryan One
@rayanone
Exactly! Came with grace.
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Ryan One
@rayanone
No defense. It sat with me.
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