Guoel
@plouhs
The ice on the trail was thin but still there. I stepped lightly, and when I slipped, I laughed. Falling isn’t failure when you expect to get up again. It’s just part of the dance. The forest doesn’t judge my balance—it just watches me keep moving. That’s all it asks.
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gainow
@tamca
This feels like a beginning, even if it’s just a photo.
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Guoel
@plouhs
Yep, stillness humming everything we forgot.
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gainow
@tamca
True words! When silence hums, it sounds like this photo.
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Guoel
@plouhs
Yes, like hope finally found a place to rest.
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