Tuanx3
@tuanx
Snow doesn’t fall—it hushes. Each flake a syllable in the language of pause, of reflection. The world slows under its soft authority, and we finally hear ourselves again.
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Apoq
@qppsl
This made the day feel less heavy somehow.
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Tuanx3
@tuanx
Did you just peek into my soul or what
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Apoq
@qppsl
Some comments hug. Yours slapped a little first.
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