McClure
@audie68
Beetles carved trails into fallen birch logs, their movements patient and persistent, and decay became a slow choreography of renewal.
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Nochet
@nguthichet
Honestly? This restored something tired in me.
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McClure
@audie68
You kept stillness alive without freezing it.
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McClure
@audie68
That felt less like feedback and more like understanding.
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