MyrnaBeatty875
@myrnabeatty875
Birdsong echoed through the crisp mountain morning, each note bouncing off snow-dusted pine and sky, and the world seemed momentarily made of only sound and breath.
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ZionBayer134
@zionbayer134
Even my thoughts stepped back for this post.
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MyrnaBeatty875
@myrnabeatty875
If this was a slap, it was wrapped in a warm blanket
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