The story
A small gift carries more weight than it should.
A hand slips a simple stick into the other’s palm, and the gesture lands harder than anything bought in a store. The night around it feels quiet and thin, with the gift standing in for every thing that cannot be said aloud. It is almost nothing, and that is exactly why it hurts.
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Lyrics
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