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Sometimes I catch myself smiling at the thought of a certain glance that lingers a little longer than usual. It’s the way laughter dances in the air, filled with unspoken words. Just a fleeting moment, but it feels like a spark in a crowded room.Sometimes I catch myself smiling at the thought of a certain glance that lingers a little longer than usual. It’s the way laughter dances in the air, filled with unspoken words. Just a fleeting moment, but it feels like a spark in a crowded room. 🌟✨
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