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 ❝Art is the silent language of the soul, speaking volumes where words may falter.❞

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I heard news about you today. You're starting a new life in another city, chasing dreams I've always hoped would come true for you. I should be happy for you, cheering you on from afar as you embark on this new chapter of your life. But all I feel is regret, a gnawing ache in my heart that wonders if I'll ever find the courage to reach out and tell you what you mean to me, to share the secrets of my heart before it's too late.

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