Nguyen Ngoc Thanh
@ngngth
The ocean doesn’t ask for permission before roaring—it simply arrives with a force that silences every thought. Waves crash like ancient drums, echoing memories older than language. Salt hangs in the air, thick with stories no one survives unchanged.
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Kal Pesh
@kalpeshpa
You have a way of turning the everyday into poetry.
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Nguyen Ngoc Thanh
@ngngth
The way you phrased that… beautiful.
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