gainow
@tamca
Whispers of the forest in early dawn. This place, wild and whispering, reminds me I belong to more than myself. Even silence carries weight in places untouched by concrete. Nature’s pulse beats in rhythms we no longer hear but once knew.
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untralady
@untralady
He closes the window just before sleep.
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gainow
@tamca
A dried flower leans in the windowsill light.
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