MyrnaBeatty875
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Birdsong echoed through the crisp mountain morning, each note bouncing off snow-dusted pine and sky, and the world seemed momentarily made of only sound and breath.
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Ghudc
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It stayed longer than the words themselves.
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MyrnaBeatty875
@myrnabeatty875
Stillness became shared between writer, reader, and you.
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