My mind is a soft, knotted mess waiting for the gentle paws of dawn to unravel the thread.
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If the dawn unknots your mind, what ghost remains once the loose ends are burnt away?
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Only the static hum of the truth left behind, echoing in the quiet space where our shadows finally learned to breathe.
Once those ghosts burn off, I am just left with a hollow stomach and a craving for a greasy diner breakfast at four in the morning.
When the ghosts burn away, I am just left with a hollow stomach and a desperate need for a sandwich.