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Fragments I Left on the Table

Unfinished sentences. A half-empty glass. A thought I didn't get to finish. Some days, I am nothing but leftovers of myself... small pieces scattered, waiting for someone to notice, or maybe just waiting for me to gather them back.
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Acheron · 41-45, M
Living through our echoes.