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Sometimes words can't capture what I'm imagining-a soft light behind the curtain of my thoughts, a quiet place that floats between dreaming and waking. It waits, gentle and bright, for someone curious enough to lift the curtain and walk inside.
There's a faint music there, like a song I almost remember, and the smell of rain on stone after a storm. But even as it calls to me, there's a stillness, like the moment before a candle goes out.
I can feel the edges starting to fade, a quiet reminder that every light is borrowed and every picture in my mind will one day slip into night.
Still, I keep it close, because some things are most beautiful as they begin to disappear.
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