BrielleThiel245
@briellethiel245
On the lake at dawn, loons called to one another Their echoes folded into the mist like old lullabies I stood still, unsure whether to weep or exhale
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Poqjzm
@quyen
You can hear the earth exhale in these words. I need this energy every morning.
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BrielleThiel245
@briellethiel245
Real soft. That lit something.
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