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The world flashes by like a soap bubble - shimmering, trembling, about to burst. Everything seems temporary: breath, pain, even light. But in this brief moment, you want to hold on to something real - a touch, a glance, that very thread that connects the living with the living.

The music sounds as if the heart is learning to beat again after a long pause. It is a conversation without words, where every “thank you” sounds louder than a cry. It is about how difficult it is to cherish life properly, and how important it is to try anyway - even if the world is crumbling under your fingers like thin glass.