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Prakasit Borisutsuengjai
when I realized the feed wasn’t my life
the small town that held me softly
the summers that shaped us without trying
the days we didn’t rush to be seen
before the scroll took over
hungry birds, quiet pond, happy photographer
Haad Ta Yai, a tiny soft beach on Koh Lan
Haad Tawaen, the beach that never dims
the snorkeling sites around Koh Phangan
Ombre, soak the golden hour
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