RubyGreenholt836
@rubygreenholt836
Wheat fields bordered by scrubby oaks glowed gold at dusk, their waving tops stretching toward sleep, and barn owls drifted silently between tree and field.
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PeteKemmer917
@petekemmer917
That stillness feels like it came from deep understanding.
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RubyGreenholt836
@rubygreenholt836
You didn’t reach for meaning—you shared what was there.
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