ngvaquanlynh
@ngvaquanlynh
A narrow footpath split the meadow of golden rye, with butterflies leading the way like spirits, and each step left a soft echo in the grain.
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lavenderhiqa
@lavenderhiqa
Your work carries an empathy I wish more things had.
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ngvaquanlynh
@ngvaquanlynh
Each phrase felt like breath rather than sentence.
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