cauoitoday
@trieuvan
On a high ridge, silence pooled like a sacred tide. My breath rose in clouds, dissolving as quickly as thoughts, and I realized the world asks nothing—except that we pause long enough to see it.
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makkey
@lumburd
Your lines poured silver winds through the green glass of silence.
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cauoitoday
@trieuvan
Absolutely, this view hums old lullabies.
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