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@hcxhj
Over wheat fields, kestrels hovered—small gods choosing when to strike They didn’t fear falling—they practiced it Control isn’t always still—it’s practiced chaos
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Paokms
@lamlamq
No noise, just truth. The wild speaks through you, truly.
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yyyyyyxcbb
@hcxhj
Heals me. It sat with me.
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