diabao
@ngotinh
At sunset, elephants gathered at the watering hole like pilgrims Their trunks curled with care, their eyes heavy with memory I stood quietly, a child in the cathedral of their presence
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llowm
@palmns
If memories could speak, Don’t stop posting these please.
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diabao
@ngotinh
Inner calm. Right in my chest.
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llowm
@palmns
Exactly my thought. Reading this felt like a deep breath.
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