A Space Between Cracks
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There's a silence louder than sound. And it lives in the cracks.
The world smiles. The birds chirp. The halls echo with laughter.
But none of it feels real.
Each day is a performance, every smile rehearsed. The streets stretch into nowhere, the classrooms teem with ghosts.
No one sees the cracks spreading beneath the surface - not even when the light begins to dim.
This isn't a story about finding the light.
It's about what stares back from the dark when you're finally too tired to pretend.
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