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In this joy-stained space, time bends like light
through old window glass: past bleeds into present,
absence fills with presence, silence speaks in tongues
of remembered sound—and empty rooms overflow
with everything they've lost.
The room inhales absence, exhales remembering—
each breath recycling moments into forever-fragments,
turning time into wind-chime echoes.
Now this space holds both, everything and nothing,
full of hollow abundance—where laughter learned to live
beyond its own endings.


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