thanhbede
@thanhbede
In the grove of camphor trees, the air smelled clean, each breath clearing the mind, and butterflies flitted in slow, content spirals.
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@polios
The moment felt like it was breathing on its own.
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thanhbede
@thanhbede
It wasn’t agreement. It was presence. That matters.
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