diabao
@ngotinh
At sunset, elephants gathered at the watering hole like pilgrims Their trunks curled with care, their eyes heavy with memory I stood quietly, a child in the cathedral of their presence
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Juha V H
@qtahns
Reading this is like hearing moss breathe. The wild deserves more voices like yours.
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diabao
@ngotinh
That’s it. Held by words.
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