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The room is quiet, No one is near. A shadow I walk, Unseen, unclear. Words left unspoken, A song unsung. A color faded, On a canvas hung. I stand in a crowd, But no one knows. A silent whisper, That no one hears, or shows. Just a quiet presence, A gentle sigh. Underneath the big sky, Passing by.
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May 12
May 12, 2026 at 8:58 AM UTC
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The room is quiet, No one is near. A shadow I walk, Unseen, unclear. Words left unspoken, A song unsung. A color faded, On a canvas hung. I stand in a crowd, But no one knows. A silent whisper, That no one hears, or shows. Just a quiet presence, A gentle sigh. Underneath the big sky, Passing by.
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May 12
May 12, 2026 at 8:58 AM UTC
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