The silence in the room is not empty; it is heavy with the shape of your absence. I find myself looking at the door, half-expecting the air to shift, but the clock only counts the distance between us. You are the hidden root of my thoughts, the quiet ache in every breath I take when the world grows still. $GOOGL.US $BNB
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