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Sometimes I just sit by the window and watch people pass by, wondering about the stories I’ll never know.
It’s wild how music can freeze a memory in time. One song, and suddenly you’re back in a room you thought you’d forgotten.
Sometimes, silence says what words never could.
Sometimes the smallest questions can unravel big truths. Like a child asking, “Why is the sky blue?”