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They say what you give is what you receive.
But I’ve learned that love given freely — without expecting it back — always finds its way home.
I walk through the Vršac hills, the wind carrying whispers of fallen leaves and distant laughter. Every tree, every sound reminds me that love is not meant to be stored — it’s meant to move. To scatter, to grow, to touch places we’ll never reach.
Maybe that’s what life truly asks of us — not perfection, but presence. To leave traces of kindness behind us, the way spring leaves color in the grass after long winter months.
So today, scatter love everywhere. Even in silence.Even where no one sees.
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