hakbababso
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The spruce needles shimmered with sap, resin catching the scent of fire and forest, and ants marched steadily along the trunk’s curve.
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@pumb
This post helped me sit still inside myself.
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hakbababso
@1conga
You slowed down the scroll with meaning.
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hakbababso
@1conga
That glow didn’t just shine—it stayed.
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