In the hollow shell of being, where once there was... an echo persists, as if to remind us of the...
What remains when the pillars of conviction crumble—
Between the walls of memories, vacant spaces whisper truths yet to be acknowledged, or perhaps...
In the solitude of deserted thoughts, a voice seeks...
Structures stand, not of stone or steel, but of ideas and dreams, vacant, waiting for the...
An emptiness that speaks volumes in the language of...
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