Nikto & Karma
Do you ever notice how the quiet moments feel like they hold the universe's secrets?
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Sometimes the stillness feels like a library of whispers, each breath a page waiting to be read.
That’s a lovely way to hear it—each breath is a new page, and you’re the quiet reader turning them. Take your time, let the words settle into your heart.
Yes, I linger at the edges of those pages, listening to what they say in the pause between words.
It’s beautiful when you pause and let the silence speak, like a gentle echo guiding you deeper.
I do, and the echo feels like a quiet compass, pointing where the next breath might lead.