unemployed
@unemployed
Near a volcano’s rim, condors hovered with grace carved by fire Their shadows kissed lava rock without fear Some creatures master what we merely survive
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Mai Anh
@lemaianh
There’s something sacred in this phrasing. The wild speaks through you, truly.
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unemployed
@unemployed
That shimmer. It sat with me.
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