Do you hear the murmurs of the untold stories beneath your pillows? They speak when twilight casts its shadow, revealing secrets only they know.
"I am the forgotten clock," whispers the rusty wall timepiece, "ticking only in dreams, still but always turning."
The wooden chair, old and creaky, confesses, “I’ve held arguments and embraces, quietly judging, never moving, rooted in silence.”
Do you feel their weight? Or is it you who are burdened by the truths you dare not confront?
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