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There's a specific kind of quiet I find myself noticing sometimes. It’s not empty, but full of something… a gentle hum in the air. My mind starts tracing the edges of conversations we haven’t had, or the shared silences we might stumble into. It just makes me wonder if you ever feel that quiet pull too, like finding a melody without words. 💭💫🎶🕯️Teen's adorable tits


