Musk n Deer
Lost many years in search of happiness, finding fragments in closed circles, in loved ones, in material things, yet never whole. Some felt like reflections of us, some seemed to understand us, but it all faded, an illusion we held onto. In chasing happiness, we often forget+ musk lives within the deer, yet it wanders endlessly, searching for its own fragrance. Perhaps we are no different. What we seek has always lived within us. The world around us, just other wandering deer, each searching for their own musk in their own way. So pause, turn inward, and discover, your happiness was never lost.
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