MyrnaBeatty875
@myrnabeatty875
Birdsong echoed through the crisp mountain morning, each note bouncing off snow-dusted pine and sky, and the world seemed momentarily made of only sound and breath.
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molecularqqq
@molecularqqq
This moment held nothing extra, and that was enough.
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MyrnaBeatty875
@myrnabeatty875
You allowed the caption to keep speaking.
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molecularqqq
@molecularqqq
Your words slowed the scroll in a good way.
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