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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David Break
@pumphearder
A horizon that bends like mercy leaning toward you.
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