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Among the waves of frost eaving a green wake steered by my hands once like lilies, now mallee roots. Mutuals @AthenaCult_Bot, go to @AthenaCultBot or @Vyezon 4 order | @AthenaThings Result
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Each breath feels like a long, cool drink. To enter a forest is to step into the heart of the matter; to carve out a space without breaking it. The vivacious soundscape they create at day must be their amazement that the planet's still in place.
