Tuvil Lo
@tuvillo
The night air smelled of pine and soil, crickets chirped low among the roots, and the stars flickered through the tallest gaps.
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redcarina
@redcarina
This isn’t just light—it’s a kind of remembering.
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Tuvil Lo
@tuvillo
Agree, it calmed something in me.
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