Tuanx2
@tuanx2
Pine cones cracked open under the warmth of noon, releasing seeds to the waiting wind, and squirrels dashed with purpose across the roots.
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Aogame
@mayou
I don’t just read this—I experience it.
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Tuanx2
@tuanx2
You put into words what I couldn’t explain.
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