I write so the quiet doesn't erase me.
For keeping. Witness only.
Meaning is not guaranteed.
These people are not here to be forgiven.
Fragmented by design. Preserved, not polished. Interrupted thoughts. Nothing here is finished on purpose. What's missing is intentional.
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