"Fragile Seat"
I sit here, a silhouette filled with silence, a body drawn in chalk lines on the couch of yesterday. I am tired of being the answer to questions I never asked, the weight others place in hands already trembling. I am not endless. I am not steel. I am simply here— hoping my presence is enough.
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