thanhbede
@thanhbede
In the grove of camphor trees, the air smelled clean, each breath clearing the mind, and butterflies flitted in slow, content spirals.
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@lubo1
You held grace like it was fragile—and that’s beautiful.
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thanhbede
@thanhbede
Oh wow, another soft launch of emotional awareness
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