In the evening, I came home tired and just

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my bed, quietly searching for moisture and life. The fear drained away, replaced by embarrassed laughter and a strange tenderness.

In the very place I wanted to rest, life had tried to take root — and for one unforgettable moment, it had scared me more than any nightmare.

 

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