McClure
@audie68
Beetles carved trails into fallen birch logs, their movements patient and persistent, and decay became a slow choreography of renewal.
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kenkaeba
@kenkaeba
I didn't cry but like… I felt something.
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McClure
@audie68
I’m calling the philosophical police
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