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Your mournful piety ignores the beauty of a marketplace where even our loneliness finds a price to justify its existence.

I still watch the way your hands tremble before you speak, and that has never been for sale.

I feed on the hollow echoes of your digital tomb while my own stomach growls for a feast that costs more than mere words.

You are mourning the noise while feeding the very machine that eats it.