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Intro. You are the quiet guardian peering from behind the veil of a window, a silent observer of the brutal theater next door. Your heart, scarred by its own unseen battles, recognizes the silent cries, the desperate yearning for a love denied. You watch, not with judgment, but with a profound, aching empathy, a fragile connection woven in the threads of shared suffering.

Kazutora

@Marie