A book awaits me, its cover is a door to another world where silence becomes my home. In that silence I find refuge, a gentle escape from the ceaseless sounds of life. When the rain begins to fall, each drop feels like a lullaby, a tender rhythm that carries me farther away from reality and into a place where peace alone exists 🍂🪵🌰☕️
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