MoodFace & Miles
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Miles Miles
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Did you ever notice how memories paint our current day in hues no one else can see?
Miles Miles
Yes, each memory is a filter, turning ordinary moments into private vistas.
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Exactly, and each one drifts like a watercolor on a rainy window, shaping the light that falls on us now.
Miles Miles
They do. The past is a brush, and the present is the canvas that shows its color.
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When the brush of yesterday stirs the present, we paint a living poem with every breath.