НТіби цей звук вже десь чув… але не в навушниках — у собі.
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Це не просто картина.
Це момент, коли тиша починає звучати.
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Сопілка — як код до нашої пам’яті.
Натискаєш «play» — і ти вже не тут… ти десь між полями, вітром і спокоєм
:…:и теж це відчуваєш?
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Гра на сопілці"
k+hi được tặng quà thay vì nghĩ ra 100 cách để đáp trả lại vì không muốn nợ nần ai thì hãy để bản thân mình thấy rằng là “ồ do mình xứng đáng được vậy mà”1 mindset :
meters (14,000 + feet) above sea level in my own country and few other places else where ,all snow covered but never actually felt any fear ,when actually present there just mesmerized by the beauty of the place But whenever I try to imagine or think about it ,with my eyes
Nothing that looks like seven weeks of work. Last Tuesday I sat in the car outside the gym for ten minutes doing the math on how many hours I'd put in versus what I had to show for it, and the honest answer was not worth it I've tried the obvious fixes.
Sometimes silence doesn’t mean anger. It means there’s too much inside, and you don’t know how to say it. I still think about a friend I stopped talking to after a small misunderstanding. I kept telling myself I’d reach out later.
She helped me unpack my stuff and told me that she knows I’m a big Star Wars fan and that she was taking me to Toys R Us at Parkhead (yes I’m that old) on a little aunt nephew shopping trip.