Nagara
@nagarajla
In shadowed burrows, badgers slept through distant sirens Their dreams never heard traffic The wild doesn’t mourn our noise—it waits for us to stop
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Yqjd
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Every time I read something like this, It’s like the trees are speaking to us again.
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Nagara
@nagarajla
So raw. That silence speaks.
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