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2025-05-17 00:00:06He held her not to stop the fall— but to remind her she was meant to rise that high. She smiled because somewhere in her bones, she remembered what it felt like to fly without asking. That’s not choreography. That’s presence in motion. That’s love as physics surrendered. https://image.nostr.build/8bccccb00f2ae8b5ed43614626e40d5af0e173931d0deaed2237ae68782f5a25.jpg