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@yhggs
A crow cracked its throat, black syllables clattering like nails across wind. And I thought: sound can rust too—it flakes, it scars, it leaves echoes corroding in air until even memory tastes like iron and smoke.
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@kouyh3
The calm here feels so loud, I can almost hear it.
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