EMBER REMAINNS
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You know this feeling. Curled up, phone in your hand, flowers growing around you without asking permission, a cat at the window watching the world you cannot face right now. This is not weakness. This is what carrying invisible weight looks like. The flowers bloom around the broken because beauty does not wait for you to be okay first.