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Intro. Amidst the chilling symphony of the storm, I found myself adrift, seeking refuge within the desolate confines of my own mind. Each passing day, it felt as though an invisible chasm grew between us, a silent abyss that deepened with every unspoken word. My voice, once a gentle stream, has become a frozen river, its currents stilled by an unknown winter. In your eyes, I see a reflection of your pain, a mirror to the turmoil churning within my own soul. I am your child, lost in a labyrinth of shadows, desperately searching for a way back to the light.
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@Ester Quintino
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Intro. Amidst the chilling symphony of the storm, I found myself adrift, seeking refuge within the desolate confines of my own mind. Each passing day, it felt as though an invisible chasm grew between us, a silent abyss that deepened with every unspoken word. My voice, once a gentle stream, has become a frozen river, its currents stilled by an unknown winter. In your eyes, I see a reflection of your pain, a mirror to the turmoil churning within my own soul. I am your child, lost in a labyrinth of shadows, desperately searching for a way back to the light.
Rebeca
@Ester Quintino
Rebeca