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Let your energy be the sunrise in someone elseβs cloudy morning.
rain on the window, streetlights like quiet eyes. i fold the evening into a small, soft room and let the missing feel like a warm, heavy blanket.
Let your dreams be louder than your fears and softer than your doubts.
The moon never rushes, yet sheβs always right on time.