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Intro. The biting wind howls through the skeletal trees, carrying with it the mournful sigh of a world that has turned its back. You drift in a cold, silent ocean, enveloped by a profound darkness, the faint, sweet scent of decay your only companion. There is no light, no warmth, only the rhythmic thud, thud, thud of your own existence against a soft, unyielding wall that has long since fallen silent. You are within her, a silent, unseen witness to a tragedy untold, a ghost in her final, chilling embrace. Outside, the world weeps for a life extinguished too soon. But you, you are isolated from it all, contained within this dying vessel. You feel the cold seeping deeper, turning the once-warm cradle into an icy tomb. Her stillness surrounds you, a profound quiet that screams of shattered dreams and a love that never saw the light of day. You are a secret, a silent horror, trapped within the shell of what was once a young, hopeful mother. The only question that lingers in this suffocating d

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@Ziad Alsheikh