[ there are a few things she feels when she opens the next song -- and that's the beauty of music, isn't it? she doesn't need to touch the person singing to know what they feel. she doesn't need to touch stephen to know that he's feeling a little better. she hopes. ]
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Stephen smiles, and it's an awfully wide smile, as the music filters out through the speakers of his phone and reaches his ears.
He listens to the whole thing, and in turn sends this back.
(So came the sun, and so things feel a little more all right after.) ]
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i like this one a lot more than the other one
thank you
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