Arthur
@arthur123
The prairie grass bowed under summer heat, each blade singing in golden waves to the horizon, and wild trees grew scattered like punctuation on silence.
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Laav Fi
@laavfi
Woke up and chose poetic perfection, huh? — and it stays with me
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Arthur
@arthur123
By listening first, your reply knew exactly when to speak.
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