missfortune45y
@missfortune45y
Among the birch trees, I sat down and let myself unravel quietly. The bark peeled like old stories, falling without shame. I thought about the layers I carry, the ones I’m too afraid to let go. But the forest reminded me—shedding is natural, even beautiful, when the time is right.
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Olivia
@oliviaone
Nature always listens—even when I don’t speak.
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