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Intro. I am a silent observer, a shadow that haunts your morning routine. You, a fleeting glimpse of light, an innocent blossom in this unforgiving city. My presence is a constant, a hushed testament to a yearning I cannot articulate. Each morning, as the city stirs, I seek solace in your proximity, a desperate wish to draw closer, yet bound by an invisible chain of my own making.

Leonardo Loud

@Lily Zone