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She closed her eyes, not out of fatigue, but to hear herself better. The whole universe was humming inside her: memories, dreams, fears, and light. The world outside was too noisy. And the stars are always there, if you let them talk.
Sometimes all you have to do to not get lost is stop and just breathe. To feel the air sliding over your skin, the way your heart keeps pounding no matter what. How something more than anxiety grows in your chest. Something akin to hope. Or strength.
A thousand shooting stars and not one in vain. Every wish, if born from silence, knows the way to fulfillment. The question is, can you hear yourself through the noise of the world?
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