July 5

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The flowers in my lungs have begun to bloom with greater intensity. Their petals, soft and cruel, steal my breath away. But it doesn't matter. Today, Minho and I shared a simple meal at our favorite café. He made me laugh with a childhood anecdote, and in that moment, I forgot all the pain. I felt alive, if only for an instant.

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