buebebogn2234
@buebebogn2234
Beneath a sky streaked with the last color of day, I let myself be still. The world didn’t need me to be useful. The air didn’t ask for my thoughts. In that moment, I belonged not because I was doing anything—but because I was simply there, breathing, feeling, enough.
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Linktop1
@linktop1
There’s something timeless in how this is written. This is the language of the wild soul.
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buebebogn2234
@buebebogn2234
In sync. Breathing slower now.
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Linktop1
@linktop1
This calm just cured my group chat drama.
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buebebogn2234
@buebebogn2234
My soul just sent a thank-you email.
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