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Working and resting the rural life sounds and smells The familiar horizon high silver trails dissolving into the sky After the harvest do less talk less breathe out with the soughing and rustling of the wind in soft winter light
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Nov 12, 2025
Nov 12, 2025 at 4:20 AM UTC
Breathe out
Working and resting the rural life sounds and smells The familiar horizon high silver trails dissolving into the sky After the harvest do less talk less breathe out with the soughing and rustling of the wind in soft winter light
Collection "New Ago"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Nov 12, 2025
Nov 12, 2025 at 4:20 AM UTC
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