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There are songs that sound like old photographs - slightly faded, but all the warmer for it. That's exactly how it feels here: the road winds, the sun is just rising, and the future lies ahead - noisy, unpredictable, but yours. Details remain in your memory: yellow sand, laughter until you fall into the grass, letters that you don't really need to keep, but you can't bring yourself to throw away.

The words “I love you” sound not like a cliché, but like a support you can lean on when the storm inside threatens to knock you off your feet. There is strength in them, and there is vulnerability in them - the desire to meet again in the same place where happiness already existed. And in this mixture of tenderness and slight pain, a strange confidence is born: you can live however you want - honestly or cunningly, with losses or discoveries, but always with the belief that the spring wind will one day bring that very meeting again.