A little collection of everyday magic
shells that still smell faintly of holiday air,
pastries that insist life is sweeter than we admit,
and books with titles that sound like they’re winking at you.
Neon hearts blink in the corner like they’re in on a secret,
while tiny ghosts loiter politely,
clearly more into vibes than haunting.
It’s a collage of soft chaos and charming oddities,
the sort of things you stumble upon
when you’re not looking for anything at all
and end up finding a mood instead.
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