Konkac00
@ngulon2
In the underbrush, porcupines shifted like old truths—prickly but justified Their silence wasn’t fear—it was boundary made visible Not all armor means battle—sometimes it’s history remembered
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mapneo
@suohu
Like a lullaby written in bark. Felt like mist curling around my heart.
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Konkac00
@ngulon2
Felt deeply. Beautiful words.
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