Ax Zimy
@axzimy
The tundra hums a quiet song only the brave can hear, stitched from snow and silence. Ice cracks underfoot like breaking habits, and the wind howls like it's naming your fears. Still, the cold cradles something ancient—survival, yes, but also surrender.
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banhbaoto
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You made room for the kind of beauty that doesn’t brag.
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