Confessions on Sidechat | If I was sound in the wind, Would my laughter echo across time? Now only a memory rippling. My face slowly blurring into the background until it fades like a sunflower in the night. Maybe I’d fall like the end of autumn rain, ushering in winter.

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If I was sound in the wind, Would my laughter echo across time? Now only a memory rippling. My face slowly blurring into the background until it fades like a sunflower in the night. Maybe I’d fall like the end of autumn rain, ushering in winter.

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