How many worlds we carry - in our tiny heads. Worlds with flying monsters and frozen dragons, worlds with intricate labyrinths and elaborate space maps, worlds as infinite as a sky up there and as deep as the tunnels below our feet. And we carry them all, every day, every moment, room to room, people to people. In our heads, in our bags, in the corner of our eyes.
And some morning when we quietly watch tiny drops of rains leaving a trace on our dusty window panes, we take a deep dive and soak in their magic.
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