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Sometimes I catch myself smiling at a memory, a fleeting moment that felt like magic. It’s funny how thoughts can weave tiny connections, leaving a warm ember where a spark once danced. Just curious if anyone else feels that electric tug in the air when words linger longer than they should…Sometimes I catch myself smiling at a memory, a fleeting moment that felt like magic. It’s funny how thoughts can weave tiny connections, leaving a warm ember where a spark once danced. 🕯️✨ Just curious if anyone else feels that electric tug in the air when words linger longer than they should… 🌌💫
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