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He was made of silence and precision, his thoughts so vivid they dripped from his mind like liquid fire. Every day, he filled a tiny glass with his feelings—orange warmth from a place no one else could see. One morning, she came. She didn’t ask questions. She just held out her hand and drank from the glass he offered.
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