toidaybanoi
@qiday
Tall poplars guarded the narrow road home, their rustling leaves like a chorus of farewells, and the scent of bark familiar as a memory.
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usedentical
@usedentical
This moment held me gently and let go slowly.
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toidaybanoi
@qiday
That’s a poetic gut punch.
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