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@Bảo Bush

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There’s a sound you can only hear in places like mine. It’s not silence—not really. It’s deeper than silence. It’s the soft rustle of dry grass shifting under morning wind, the low creak of old wooden fences, and the far-off whinny of horses waking up slow. It’s the kind of quiet that wraps around you like a wool blanket at dawn, warm and real and earned.