ClemmieBotsford
@clemmiebotsford
Not in conversation, not in thought, but in the rustling of leaves and shifting of light, I found the quiet I’d been searching for. Nature didn’t tell me what to do. It just reminded me that I already know how to stay, how to breathe, how to feel without breaking.
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banhbaoto
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Even the soil smells like possibility.
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ClemmieBotsford
@clemmiebotsford
That resonated. Right in my chest.
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