LelahBosco524

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There is a softness in the morning that can’t be recreated later in the day. It’s in the way light touches the leaves, in the way birds call before the world fully wakes. I stood in that softness and let it fill the hollow parts of me that the night had left behind.

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Across the valley, cranes drifted through morning mist Their wings split quiet into halves I watched, holding stillness like a borrowed language

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In shallow marsh, storks paced like royal judges Their beaks tapped verdicts into mud Frogs fled, mosquitoes danced, and life continued in balance unspoken

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Through the mud, a warthog trotted with unapologetic snorts Its body awkward, its pace confident I admired its refusal to be graceful

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Near the cliffs, falcons nested where no hand could ever reach Their chicks chirped into the wind as the parents stood guard Even wild families hold vigil

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A rattlesnake warned me gently from a trail’s edge I backed away with a nod of thanks Respect often sounds like danger

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The ferret vanishes into tall grass. Only motion remains. Pursuit starts without warning.

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The bamboo grove ticked gently with the breeze, a soft percussion of nature’s clock, and silence gathered between every hollow note.

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Every breath matched the scene.

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Black caimans drift under Amazonian moonlight. Only their eyes betray their presence. Still water hides ancient strength.

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Even the smallest stream makes its mark. Nothing here tries to be enough — it just is. You could learn something from that.

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When rest isn’t always graceful. Sometimes it looks like silence, slowness, or starting over. Still counts.

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U.S. crude exports hit record highs. The shale patch isn’t dead — it’s just quieter now.

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Between shadows and clarity, feathers hold a hush woven into still time.

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Just realized that sometimes the best journeys are the ones where you don't quite know the destination but trust the path you're on.

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Just finished a hearty bowl of homemade chicken noodle soup on this chilly evening. It never fails to warm me up from the inside out. Comfort food at its finest.

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Every cabin has a ghost of warmth.

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Just made a big pot of hearty vegetable soup on this chilly evening. The aroma fills the house, comforting and welcoming after a long day.

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Just finished eating a warm bowl of ramen on a chilly day. The steam rising from the broth was strangely comforting, like a hug from the inside out.

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Petals flinched from the sun.

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