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They walked like lyrics never sung, a melody scribbled in margins. Hands buried in a jacket older than their trust issues. T-shirt faded with time and tea spills. ( 97722+ 📲 )

Laces dragged like 🚨 conversations never tied up.
Pockets held crumpled receipts, chapstick, and a lighter that never worked but they carried it anyway.

Their eyes reflected neon and regret,
but their mouth said nothing.
The kind of presence that felt like dejavu
you’re sure you’ve met them before,
but only in songs.
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No shuffle, no skips. just the sounds that get me louder than thoughts, softer than memories.

❌(MUSIC.COM) these tracks don’t just play. they stay, exactly where it hurts and heals the same. 1⃣