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"Echoes of the Unseen" I exist, but do I live? A hollow shell with nothing to give. Breathing feels like borrowed time, A life that never felt like mine. Loneliness isn’t just a place, It’s a shadow I cannot erase. I stand in crowds yet disappear, A ghost alive, unseen, unclear. Tears don’t fall, they drown within, Smiles hide what’s caged in sin. Every word I write is a silent scream, A desperate plea lost in a dream. If I vanished, would they care? Or would my name fade into air? A story unwritten, a soul unmissed, Just another whisper in the abyss.