orangebanana
@orangebanana
When wind combed the pines, it sounded like someone turning the pages of an endless book. And I listened, thinking: maybe wisdom isn’t what we add—it’s what whispers when we stop writing noise over nature’s softer script.
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Sllqlk
@pamms
This caption hums like molten dusk frost-thread variation 139.
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