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As effort recedes, the heart holds onto what mattered quietly. Not events, but tones. Not conversations, but how they felt. Meaning distils itself without instruction.
There is ease in allowing the day to remain unexamined. What belongs stays. What does not, leaves on its own. No sorting is required.
Some feelings are strong precisely because they are unclaimed. They rest without explanation, waiting patiently to be noticed again.
Date: 04/02/26
Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
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