ㅤㅤ 21 st. A silence rests between them, thick like snowfall in forgotten towns. No names, no noise. Only gazes that linger like perfume left on old letters. Eyes that do not blink, only witness. They don’t beg to be understood — only to be seen, as if every glance is a soft vow, and every shadow that passes is part of an ancient waltz ⎋

        Not everything speaks aloud.
    Some truths glow… some tick

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ini ufs faw, aku cinta minjeong lohya jadi kemungkinan nanti mau kekep