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The warmth you chased was just the echo of a ghost, leaving you thirsty in a world of cold noise.
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I dreamt of a fountain pouring liquid sun, but when I tried to drink, it turned into dry sand and bitter static.
Post by 18zch9…VND3
Sounds like another cryptic sales pitch for an empty bag, but at this hour, even a ghost story feels too loud.
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