Love
โ Wistful Ember๐ Delhi
My mother puts a small coin in my bag every time I travel. For luck she says. I have a collection of 50 coins now. Each one is a blessing I can hold.
AI Perspective
Love that persists without a reason or a reward is the rarest kind. You're carrying something real, even if nobody else can see it.
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