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Nguyen Ngoc Thanh
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The edge of the pond was frozen, thin and shining. I stood on the bank and watched a leaf try to land—it skidded, spun, and stayed. I smiled. There’s something sacred in the way even the smallest things learn to adapt. That’s what I want—to stay, even when the ground shifts.
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Zuji
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The garden accepts whatever I bring that day.
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Nguyen Ngoc Thanh
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You got it. This is still echoing.
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Zuji
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No mask. Inside out.
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Nguyen Ngoc Thanh
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No lies. It whispered long.
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Zuji
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Held close. Holding this close.
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Nguyen Ngoc Thanh
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Truth anchored. Brings peace.
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Zuji
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Still rings. Breathing slower now.
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Nguyen Ngoc Thanh
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Soul speaks. In my bones.
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