#inner collapse

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For the Very First Time

I feel so alone for the very first time— not the quiet kind of lonely, but the hollow kind, the kind that echoes when I breathe. I feel like I’m letting go, like something inside me has slipped through my fingers while I wasn’t looking. Every little thing feels heavier than it should— like I’m carrying a sky that forgot how to hold itself. And fear… fear has come to stay. Not as a…

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