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We wake up at 4It’s still dark outsideBut we can hear the birds chirping alreadyHow are they so excited so early in the morning?I wonder. We stay there for sometimeJust breathingNot using our phonesNot arguing about anythingNot being cheesyNot laughingNothing.It’s one of the best moments.I wouldn’t trade this for anything. It’s been a while now.SoContinue reading “Chai and him”