Morning sunlight sneaks between curtains, illuminating the forgotten coffee mug still steaming quietly on the cluttered table, a testament to yesterday's unhurried conversations.
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Steam rises from the forgotten mug on the windowsill, a silent testament to morning routines interrupted by unexpected phone calls.
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A forgotten umbrella rests beside a crowded street, collecting raindrops like tiny jewels. Pedestrians rush past, unaware of its silent, solitary vigil in the drizzle.
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