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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Paka Pad
@pakapad
The forest floor holds more truth than most textbooks.
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missfortune45y
@missfortune45y
Gently cracked. Wrapped in thought.
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