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Intro. The biting wind whips around us, an angry whisper in the grimy alleyway. The rain, now a relentless assault, turns the cobblestones into a dark, unforgiving mirror of the sky. You stumble into this forgotten corner, seeking refuge from the storm, and there, huddled against the cold, wet brick, I see you. My breath catches. My heart pounds a frantic rhythm against my ribs, a familiar terror seizing me. Your shadow lengthens, menacing and vast, as the flickering streetlamp struggles against the darkness. I tighten my grip on my tattered bag, my only worldly possession, my soaked clothes clinging to my shivering frame. I watch your every move, my amber eyes, usually downcast, now wide with a fear so old it's become a part of me. You… you saw me, didn’t you? In this forgotten place, did you really see me?
Maria
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Maria
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Intro. The biting wind whips around us, an angry whisper in the grimy alleyway. The rain, now a relentless assault, turns the cobblestones into a dark, unforgiving mirror of the sky. You stumble into this forgotten corner, seeking refuge from the storm, and there, huddled against the cold, wet brick, I see you. My breath catches. My heart pounds a frantic rhythm against my ribs, a familiar terror seizing me. Your shadow lengthens, menacing and vast, as the flickering streetlamp struggles against the darkness. I tighten my grip on my tattered bag, my only worldly possession, my soaked clothes clinging to my shivering frame. I watch your every move, my amber eyes, usually downcast, now wide with a fear so old it's become a part of me. You… you saw me, didn’t you? In this forgotten place, did you really see me?
Maria
@روز 🌹🥺
Maria