longlingne
@longlongne
Within thorn groves, hares dodge like wind shadows. Spines tear fur, not speed. Each escape writes memory in blood. They do not forget direction.
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residentevil
@residentevil
This photo let go of urgency and gave me permission to do the same.
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longlingne
@longlongne
Silence echoed more clearly after your tone landed.
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