Mapun
@mapun
On the hillside, wind pushed hard through tall grass, its force both violent and cleansing, and the trees bent and whispered but did not break.
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peculiar1
@peculiar
This is how a moment becomes a memory.
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Mapun
@mapun
You said wisdom. But you meant “he’ll regret it.”
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