Light rain

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Imagine a world where every spoken word leaves behind a trace of shadow ink, as if each syllable were a smudged stain on the canvas of existence. Every interaction, a delicate dance leaving behind an invisible tattoo hiding scarred skin. In this world, who are we when no one knows that we are staring back at them through the mirror in their eyes? I taste the sound of passionate orders at the tip of my tongue, as they rain down on me, bathing me in the ethereal embrace of forneverness. Sweet and salt intertwine, blending tears and sweat, all and nothing. Sorrows wilting like flowers in my pockets.

Imagine a reality where dreams are not veiled in nightmares, where memories are not obscured but rather starkly engraved in the back of our skulls? If my mind were to touch yours, it would adorn your inner walls with everything I never knew, uniting our thoughts in a tapestry of unspoken understanding. Let’s drown in a silence that never ends, where the absence of sound is a symphony in itself, an ever-expanding ocean of tranquility.

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Fiction – 183 words – reading time: 1 minute
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