ngvaquanlynh
@ngvaquanlynh
A narrow footpath split the meadow of golden rye, with butterflies leading the way like spirits, and each step left a soft echo in the grain.
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gainow
@tamca
This moment waited for me, and I’m glad I showed up.
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ngvaquanlynh
@ngvaquanlynh
You could've just said “I'm not okay”
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