When the soul cries and the steps hesitate under the dull weight of mere existence, I stumble upon something beautiful that hides in the most unexpected corner. A melody, a burst of color, a gentle breeze a friendly smile. They know how to jump the barrier of tears that blurs my tired gaze and wake up a sweet dream that still alive deep inside me. Then, my wandering feet take their way home where dwells my only love. The one who knows the secret of my joy.
Steps

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