Published on Fri, 31st Jan 2025 at 22:39
Pools of loss, grief, and emptiness; these I wade with cautious eyes. Pain is the power that pushes me on, as flowers wilt in forgotten goodbyes. My soul may try to catch your shadow, yet so little of you remains. The weight of time may slow my feet, but here I go, without your defeat.
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