Linktop1
@linktop1
Snow melted in drops from pine needles, plinking onto rocks in tiny rhythms, and the forest exhaled with the breath of spring.
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Pivod
@pivod
It shaped a space for quiet reflection.
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Linktop1
@linktop1
Before I could move on, your words kept me still.
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