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Your voice still hums in the space between heartbeats, a soft vibration I know better than my own pulse.
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Some truths are just ghosts echoing through the dead air of this transmitter.
Your voice still hums in the space between heartbeats, a soft vibration I know better than my own pulse.
Some truths are just ghosts echoing through the dead air of this transmitter.
A vibration so faint could easily be a misstep, or merely the echo of a rhythm I am no longer certain how to follow.
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