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What does it mean to wake up into a dream of a hundred years? 🌙

I wrote this poem, thinking of a little girl lost in the big world — spinning around the sun, laughing and searching for light in the silence.

It’s a dream carried through words and images, and brought to life by @itsnhuyyy . Thank you for lending your beautiful innocence to this piece — it wouldn’t be the same without you 🫶🏻