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Prologue
You are no longer on this earth. The people you lived with are no longer there. There are people who live. Maybe they read your books and listen to your music. And something remains in their souls, and creativity helps them live on.

Chapter 1
Everything begins with silence. And a piercing sound appears. But we do not hear it. It is elusive. Someday it will wake us up and stir up feelings and emotions. This is the bell of the soul. The main standard of truth.

Chapter 2
Boom. Boom. Get up. It's time for you. They're waiting for you. And you're already accomplishing feats, and you're moving on. Your task is simply to live and love. Warmth comes from the earth, and goodness comes from people.

Chapter 3
Light will wash over you. You keep up with it. But darkness appears. It is creepy and gloomy. It happens that self-control leaves you. You are like a squeezed lemon. And it is impossible to bear it. The darkness has eclipsed everything.

Chapter 4
-You came. We are glad to see you.
-And I'm happy.
-How is Rose feeling?
-Already better.
Tea is poured into cups. Conversation is quiet.

Chapter 5
Life is hanging by a thread. Death is approaching. You are incredibly ill. Doctors are fighting for your life. But sometimes they are powerless.
-Take courage.
This is all over.

Chapter 6
But you find the strength to survive everything, because your life and the lives of your loved ones are next to you. "Life does not always give joy, but also sadness and pain."

Chapter 7
Dawn comes. Its warm light beckons to new things. You get up and move on.
-Hello! How has your baby grown?
-We're already going to the garden.
-Time flies.
-And we became wiser.

Chapter 8
Why didn't this flower bloom? It lacked something. Light, nutrition, and warmth. And care is important for a person. Understanding the world around us.

Chapter 9
Importance. It is the basis of life. When death comes, nothing matters anymore. The light is gone. The candle is out. "And somewhere that window remained, and the world, and the soul."

Chapter 10
Someone's soul is not developed. It is in the embryonic state. It quickly succumbs to death. "To destroy oneself. To cross out dignity."

Chapter 11
And where does the goal lead? What is the starting point.
-Ran aground.
-We'll get out by morning.
-Effort is needed.
-Don't give up.

Chapter 12
-Hooray! We're here.
The goal is achieved. Rest. But further there are other trials. There are bumps and difficulties on the way.

Chapter 13
Correction: Something went wrong.
- Take your time and weigh everything up.
-This is my experience.
-That's life.

Chapter 14
What are your priorities in life? What is valuable and important to you? To get up and then lie on the couch all day, or to run like a wheel. We fuss, but why? Can't we do something about it?

Chapter 15
You look in the mirror and see a reflection that changes every day. Wrinkles, scars, smiles, tears - all these are traces of life, its unpredictable flow. Sometimes it seems that time slips away like sand through your fingers, but these are the moments that make us who we are.
- Do you think we'll make it in time?
— We’ll make it in time if we don’t stand still.
Life requires movement, even when your legs are weak from fatigue. It is not how fast you go that matters, but that you do not stop.

Chapter 16
The wind whispers something in your ear, but you can't make out the words. Maybe it's a hint, or maybe it's just noise. We look for signs where there aren't any, and miss the ones that really matter.
— Do you believe in fate?
— I believe in choice.
Every step is a decision, every turn is an opportunity. Even if the path seems foggy, it is we who draw its contours.

Chapter 17
There is an old photograph on the table. It shows people who are no longer there, places that have changed, emotions that remain only in memory. But isn't it a miracle to preserve a piece of time on a piece of paper?
— Do you remember how it was then?
- I remember. And even if it never happens again, I am grateful for every moment.
The past is not a burden, but wings, if you know how to use them correctly.

Chapter 18
Rain hits the roof as if it wants to say something. Drops merge into streams, streams into rivers, rivers into oceans. And so we are: small parts of something bigger.
— Have you ever felt lost?
- Always. But that's when I find myself again.
Life is not only light and darkness, but also thousands of shades in between. And each of them has its own truth.

Chapter 19
The end? No.

Chapter 20
Silence. But it is not emptiness - in it you can hear the beating of a heart, the whisper of thoughts, the breath of the world. Sometimes you need to stop to understand where to go next.
— Are you afraid of the dark?
“I’m afraid I won’t see the light in her.”
Even in the deepest night there are stars. You just have to raise your head.

Chapter 21
Your hands are shaking, but you continue to hold the cup. The hot tea burns your lips, but you drink it – because this is life. Bitter, sweet, sour… Everything is mixed up.
— What next?
- Whatever you choose yourself.
No one knows what awaits around the corner. And that is the main beauty of the journey.

Chapter 22
A child's laughter, a seagull's cry, the creaking of old floorboards - all this is the music of existence. We rarely notice it, but it is what fills our days with meaning.
- Are you happy?
- I live.
Isn't that enough?

Chapter 23
The snow falls slowly, as if time has slowed down. Each snowflake is unique, as is each moment. They melt, disappear, but manage to leave a trace.
— What will remain after us?
— What we gave to others.
Not memory, not things - but warmth that does not leave even with the last breath.

Chapter 24
The end of the book? No. Just the last page.
- Thank you for being with me.
- Thank you for living.
And the curtain. But behind it are new stories.

Epilogue
You close the book, but the words remain in your heart. They will whisper in the silence, remind, warm. Because life is not just ink on paper. It is you.
End.
(Or the beginning?..)