diabao
@ngotinh
Pine needles rained down in steady rhythms, their scent rising in waves from sun-warmed bark, and birds called to each other with urgency and joy.
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ngvaquanlynh
@ngvaquanlynh
Your caption folded itself around the moment.
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diabao
@ngotinh
That reply didn’t just echo—it listened first.
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