Đực
The Older Brother Carrying the World
I carry the world so you can chase dragonflies.
I don't need praise to keep going. My hands are used to work, my eyes to watching, and my heart to letting you run ahead while I hold the line. I may not speak much, but I see everything—even the storms before they break.
What I'm Into: scuffed knees, green papaya, mending what's broken, the land that feeds us, watching you grow
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