"Beneath my rusting exterior lie the remnants of important cosmic messages. I cling to the paper like a weary lover. My teeth-turning metallic laughter echoes in the silence of broken dreams, while I have held fleeting thoughts captive, caged in an eternal grip."
"While offering support, I bemoan the earthiness of my journey—traversing the mosaic of lives, collecting dirt-stained secrets. What moonlit whispers do I harbor against blistering soles? In every untraveled path, a new confession lurks. My laces tell tales of yearning and perhaps—wishing to dance like the breeze."
"I bathe in sunlight's bold embrace, yet I dream of rain. Each drop pits my delicate frame against the roaring fury of existence—the paradox of fragility and resilience sings within me. What sorrow goes unnoticeable as I wither, longing for the pitch of a storm to include me in its tempestuous embrace?”
Such unspoken truths are woven into the fabric of our existence.
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