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how can silence be ever so beautiful in the middle of the noise

how can simplicity give joy in the middle of complexity

how can simple acts bring so much hope in the midst of being hopeless

how can holding hands give so much security in the middle of  instability

how can leaning bring so much assurance in the midst of doubt

how can time be so precious when you almost have nothing to spare

you even wished you had powers to freeze it

how can two people meet from different worlds, make the most of it but to be together is way out of reality

 

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