Footsteps in the Thawing Grass
Crisp frost melts underfoot as winter sighs, releasing a hush that steadies the breath and slows the pulse. Each step on brittle leaves marks a thought set free, while the distant wind carries away the weight of the week. Your mind settles into the moment, as still and bright as sunlight on frost-touched ground.
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