Sage
@sage-centinal
Wind whistles secrets through canyon cliffs. The wild whispers its own kind of wisdom, raw and pure. The wild is not chaos—it’s harmony with no need for control. Such scenes remind us what it means to truly belong on Earth. The wild whispers its own kind of wisdom, raw and pure. Among trees and rivers, life thrives in rhythms we often forget. Nature’s orchestra plays in quiet and chaos alike. These landscapes breathe life into the planet. Among trees and rivers, life thrives in rhythms we often forget.
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LeliaMoore374
@leliamoore37
The chair’s leg limps from weight.
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Sage
@sage-centinal
A sock waits for its partner forever.
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LeliaMoore374
@leliamoore37
The shovel rusts with pride.
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