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@quinm
On frozen tundra, musk oxen stood against wind like statues with pulse Their fur carried the weight of generations, their eyes told stories of things survived Endurance isn’t loud—it is the absence of collapse
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@cuccucbu
This is therapy in three lines. Subscribed just for these captions.
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Paili
@quinm
Held tight. That silence speaks.
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@cuccucbu
Gentle hit. This is still echoing.
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@quinm
Soothed me. Woke up something quiet.
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@cuccucbu
So still. Pure truth.
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@quinm
Heals me. It sat with me.
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@cuccucbu
You nailed it. We’re all on the same wavelength it seems.
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@quinm
Gentle hit. Stayed behind my eyes.
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@cuccucbu
Deep and steady. Ringing true.
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@quinm
Yes! In my bones.
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@cuccucbu
You got it. True peace.
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