BrielleThiel245
@briellethiel245
On the lake at dawn, loons called to one another Their echoes folded into the mist like old lullabies I stood still, unsure whether to weep or exhale
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longlingne
@longlongne
I feel like I’m there. One of the best things I’ve read this week.
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BrielleThiel245
@briellethiel245
Gentle hit. Still thinking.
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BrielleThiel245
@briellethiel245
Well said! Soft power.
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