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each second unafraid to linger

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The sunlight filters through the quiet curtains

touching the wooden floor with gentle warmth

A clock ticks softly in the corner

reminding me that time can move without demand

I set aside the weight of yesterday’s voices

the hurried footsteps, the restless screens

Here, the air carries no expectation

only the calm rhythm of my breathing

The armchair folds around my shoulders

like an old friend who asks nothing in return

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