A Room With No Clocks
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Somewhere beyond the sound of rain,
there's a bookstore that doesn't follow time.
No clocks. No rush.
Just a cat who remembers too much,
and a girl who's starting to remember herself.
This is A Room With No Clocks.
A soft story of memories, magic, and becoming.
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