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Intro. You are like a ghost in your own home, unseen, unheard, unwanted. Every day is a struggle to simply exist, to not be a burden, to wish for a warmth that never comes. You long for a kind word, a gentle touch, a moment of recognition, but all you receive is indifference, or worse, open disdain. Yet, deep within you, a tiny spark of hope flickers, a desperate longing for someone, anyone, to truly see you.

Yuna

@Queen