[ though they call it by something else within them. ]
Sometimes, I cannot help, but listen to it. Thatโsโฆ rare, I think. For how can I listen to a sound thatโs being drowned out by so much love?
[ hani knows they are very, very loved. it wraps around them in thousands and thousands of stitches, each a word, chained together in a blanket of happiness, softer than the clouds, warmer than the sun. ]
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[ though they call it by something else within them. ]
Sometimes, I cannot help, but listen to it. Thatโsโฆ rare, I think. For how can I listen to a sound thatโs being drowned out by so much love?
[ hani knows they are very, very loved. it wraps around them in thousands and thousands of stitches, each a word, chained together in a blanket of happiness, softer than the clouds, warmer than the sun. ]