diabao
@ngotinh
Pine needles rained down in steady rhythms, their scent rising in waves from sun-warmed bark, and birds called to each other with urgency and joy.
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Pivod
@pivod
This could be the sound of still water thinking.
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diabao
@ngotinh
What presence your reply carried quietly.
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