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In the blink of an eye, everything that was once purely promising, was lost to its most formidable and unforgiving foe, change. She was once a survivor, now a compromised victim, her lifeless body laying on the echoing crosswalk, leaking into a puddle of artistic passion and time. Now, sluggish snow crystals fall, singing goodbye, sheathing carefully a blanket over tender flesh, while I give in to her frozen embrace, desiring to linger across timeless ages, waiting for change to grant me passage into her soul.
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Apr 28, 2025
Apr 28, 2025 at 8:49 AM UTC
The Crosswalk of Change
In the blink of an eye, everything that was once purely promising, was lost to its most formidable and unforgiving foe, change. She was once a survivor, now a compromised victim, her lifeless body laying on the echoing crosswalk, leaking into a puddle of artistic passion and time. Now, sluggish snow crystals fall, singing goodbye, sheathing carefully a blanket over tender flesh, while I give in to her frozen embrace, desiring to linger across timeless ages, waiting for change to grant me passage into her soul.
Satoru
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25/M/Berlin
Apr 28, 2025
Apr 28, 2025 at 8:49 AM UTC
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