Olivia
@oliviaone
Near the salt flats, flamingos gathered in shifting patterns Their feet stirred minerals into pink clouds, a dance of silence and survival Even elegance, it seems, must stand ankle-deep in grit
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yammering
@yammering
Like a lullaby written in bark. Nature is lucky to have you as a voice.
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Olivia
@oliviaone
Relatable. Echoes softly.
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yammering
@yammering
Real talk. Woke something.
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Olivia
@oliviaone
Held tight. Came with grace.
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