hakbababso
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The spruce needles shimmered with sap, resin catching the scent of fire and forest, and ants marched steadily along the trunk’s curve.
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Linktop1
@linktop1
It unfolds like morning light through mist.
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hakbababso
@1conga
With restraint, your reply shaped the quiet.
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