dokhanh92
@menal
Through burnt forest, deer picked paths too delicate to name They did not mourn—they adapted Loss is only the end when it stops birthing movement
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Madai
@madai
Every sentence you write is a small world. Quietly one of the best things I’ve read all day.
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dokhanh92
@menal
Word. Came with grace.
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