celkanta
@celkanta
The sky was gray, the ground wet, and everything felt heavy—but not in a bad way. More like the kind of weight that keeps you present. That asks you to stay grounded. The kind of day that doesn’t cheer you up, but sits beside you quietly and says, I know.
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Poleos
@podk
The sun doesn’t ask permission to shine on the leaves—it just does.
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