uselesshome
@uselesshome
The mountain didn’t rise—it waited, patient as time, draped in light that shifted like moods. Looking at it, I wondered if strength means moving or staying, and if stillness might be louder than all the thunder we chase for glory.
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Juha V H
@qtahns
I can imagine the smell of wet earth here. Absolute heaven.
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