Xiolin
@nguadai
A thin layer of frost glazed the leaves like memory—fragile, glowing, brief. I tried to take a photo, but it didn’t capture the feeling. That’s the thing about certain moments: they’re meant to be felt, not stored. They disappear, but not without leaving something behind in you.
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Gween
@gween18
No noise, just truth. It’s like the trees are speaking to us again.
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Xiolin
@nguadai
Soothed me. Held in air.
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Gween
@gween18
Resonates. Silently strong.
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Gween
@gween18
Spoke loud. Right in my chest.
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Gween
@gween18
Love that. Breathed with it.
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