dokhanh92
@menal
Through burnt forest, deer picked paths too delicate to name They did not mourn—they adapted Loss is only the end when it stops birthing movement
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thanhgaac001
@thanh0nao
The rhythm in your words is unreal. Felt like mist curling around my heart.
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