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It was before dawn and she was never seen again. We had often wondered about her and her wild impatience, her passion for holding life’s burdens and treasures equally lightly, for dropping and gifting them with devout fervor. Nolle leapt out of a window and left her bonds behind. We woke to her whoop and smiled at the echo of her song. Nolle leapt out and we wondered - what would it be like to crave life that much?
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Jun 22, 2025
Jun 22, 2025 at 4:44 PM UTC
Nolle leapt out of a window.
It was before dawn and she was never seen again. We had often wondered about her and her wild impatience, her passion for holding life’s burdens and treasures equally lightly, for dropping and gifting them with devout fervor. Nolle leapt out of a window and left her bonds behind. We woke to her whoop and smiled at the echo of her song. Nolle leapt out and we wondered - what would it be like to crave life that much?
[a mesh of story and memories]
stevejeff
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Jun 22, 2025
Jun 22, 2025 at 4:44 PM UTC
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