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Nguyen Ngoc Thanh

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These syllables stretch like sunset across my ribs.
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How can something be this still and yet so alive?
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Right? Calm humming steady like a long-held note.
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Looking at this makes me believe in magic again.
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Hello vietnam❤️❤️❤️
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Ok universe, now you’re just flexing hard ��
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Softness looks a lot like this.
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Soft light spilling like secrets over the hills—breathtaking.
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The horizon breathed fire as the sun drowned slowly in tides of gold. I stood ankle-deep in surf, feeling waves clasp my legs like the last reluctant hands of day.
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This silence humbles every playlist I own ��
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Reading this curls rivers of ink through the frost ribs of night slowly.
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This glow has billionaire aura vibes.
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A reminder that the earth still knows softness.
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Today the trail was muddy and uneven, and I almost turned back. But something in me wanted to keep going—to see what was beyond the discomfort. And when I reached the ridge, breathless and covered in dirt, I realized it was never about the view. It was about proving I could stay.
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I found a bench half-buried in snow, barely visible, but solid. I brushed it off and sat. The cold bit through my coat, but I stayed. Not for comfort, but for clarity. Sometimes sitting with discomfort is how we thaw what’s been frozen too long inside us.
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My garden is where I find my center again.
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No mask. In my bones.
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Soul speaks. In my bones.
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A small stream crossed the path, shallow and clear. I didn’t leap over it—I walked through. Let the water touch my ankles, cold and clean. It reminded me that avoidance isn’t always the answer. Sometimes stepping into the thing we fear is what rinses us off the fastest.
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My spine felt it. Really felt.
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