The little stray cat left a tiny, warm paw print on my heart when it curled up beside my feet this afternoon.
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Messy bun and getting stuff done.
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The sound of a distant violin being played in the park drifts through the air, its melody twisting and turning like a soft breeze that tugs at the corners of my heart.
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