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In a world of the deaf, blind, and voiceless, truth fades before it’s known. They follow unseen minds shaped by dominating voices. No different am I , just aware. Stand on the edge of becoming them.
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Mar 30
Mar 30, 2026 at 8:35 AM UTC
The World
In a world of the deaf, blind, and voiceless, truth fades before it’s known. They follow unseen minds shaped by dominating voices. No different am I , just aware. Stand on the edge of becoming them.
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50/M/India
Mar 30
Mar 30, 2026 at 8:35 AM UTC
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