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We come from the quiet, and one day, we return to it.
Between those two silences, we wander - fragile, uncertain, reaching out for meaning.
We build walls to protect ourselves from the emptiness, yet it always finds a way inside.
Some call it loneliness, some call it truth. I call it the sound of being alive.

We chase warmth, though we know it never stays.
People come and go like shadows passing through candlelight - beautiful, temporary, inevitable.
Still, we try to hold them close, even when our hands are shaking.
Because for a moment, it feels like the world stops breaking.

There’s no real ending, only fading.
The stars will forget our names, and time will swallow our echoes.
Yet somewhere between the first breath and the last, we learn to smile at the void - not because it’s gone, but because we finally stopped running from it

Maybe that’s all life ever wanted from us - not perfection, not answers, just the quiet courage to exist and to feel.


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