Why the Sky Has to Be Blue
The world makes room for love, but only when it fits the rules.
Dec 21, 2025 • 9 min read
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The world makes room for love, but only when it fits the rules.
He crossed the boundary of existence, only to learn he did not matter
At the boundary between breath and silence, one act of truth dissolves the last knot holding a life together.
A quiet drive, a wrong turn, and the jungle watching in silence.
He chose to live one more ordinary joy before the storm.
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