The Mailbox That Forgot My Name
There was a time I wore the crown,In mirrored halls of polished brown.Where doors would part with silent grace,And all I met knew well my face. My feet were swift, my steps were known,The sky, it seemed, was mine alone.A thousand voices shaped my days,Yet none could pause the inward haze. I shared my throne […]
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