Some moments are so small when they happen that you almost do not register how deeply they will stay with you.
A hand extended across a room. A simple question. A few minutes of music.
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Some moments are so small when they happen that you almost do not register how deeply they will stay with you.
A hand extended across a room. A simple question. A few minutes of music.
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