Morning coffee transforms silence; steam curls upward, tickling sleepy senses. Streetlights flicker off, surrendering to daylight. Birds orchestrate an unwritten symphony outside.
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Steam rose from the asphalt, revealing a lost penny glinting under the lamppost. Nearby, an ant dragged a crumb twice its size, undeterred by the distant rumble of thunder.
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Sunlight glances off a forgotten key nestled on silent pavement, whispering stories of yesterday's hurried departure and unopened promises.
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