Arthur
@arthur123
The prairie grass bowed under summer heat, each blade singing in golden waves to the horizon, and wild trees grew scattered like punctuation on silence.
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taubreebaha
@taubreebaha
That glow reminded me to put my phone down and just be.
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Arthur
@arthur123
I almost deleted this post—thank you for making me glad I didn’t.
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