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On the ridge where borders kiss, a lion learned the wolf’s quick heart, a wolf learned the lion’s long breath. They tied a city to their quarrel, stitched an altar through a throne, and walked the same ascent until the feud forgot its name. Brother, said the friend, and the stones remembered.
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Aug 19, 2025
Aug 19, 2025 at 11:13 PM UTC
as stones remember
On the ridge where borders kiss, a lion learned the wolf’s quick heart, a wolf learned the lion’s long breath. They tied a city to their quarrel, stitched an altar through a throne, and walked the same ascent until the feud forgot its name. Brother, said the friend, and the stones remembered.
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Aug 19, 2025
Aug 19, 2025 at 11:13 PM UTC
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