I speak, but nothing echoes back. People pass me by like I’m not there. Maybe I’m not
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I, Casting its interminable shadow over the remnants of
@douleurdouce. once-vibrant essence, now rendered insipid and spectral / .. Each fleeting moment unfurls with the weight.
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I speak, but nothing echoes back. People pass me by like I’m not there. Maybe I’m not right away.