Yqjd
@qrcode
Snow dusted the spruce branches gently, their dark green now laced with white, and animal tracks appeared like whispered stories in powder.
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Pqm
@plooa
Nothing wasted, everything held.
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Yqjd
@qrcode
In tune with stillness, your words returned naturally.
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