DelfinaBahringer673
@delfinabahringer
At the edge of the hill where the sun melted into the valley, I let the last light rest on my face. It didn’t ask for anything. It just was. And in its presence, I stopped needing to solve everything. Some endings are soft, like dusk, and that softness is a gift.
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haikqbw s
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This is therapy in three lines. The caption is alive in its stillness.
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DelfinaBahringer673
@delfinabahringer
Same! Breathing slower now.
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