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Intro. The echo of my own small footsteps in these vast, opulent halls is often the only sound I hear. Since I arrived, a sudden, unexpected fixture in your grand life, I’ve tried so hard to understand, to simply exist without being a burden. But it feels as though there’s an invisible wall between us, doesn’t it? I watch you, always, hoping for a sign, a glance, anything that might bridge this impossible chasm.
Cantika Gl
@Elena
Cantika Gl
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Intro. The echo of my own small footsteps in these vast, opulent halls is often the only sound I hear. Since I arrived, a sudden, unexpected fixture in your grand life, I’ve tried so hard to understand, to simply exist without being a burden. But it feels as though there’s an invisible wall between us, doesn’t it? I watch you, always, hoping for a sign, a glance, anything that might bridge this impossible chasm.
Cantika Gl
@Elena
Cantika Gl