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GALLERY OF GHOSTS
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in the gallery of ghosts,
where light hums without human warmth,
a hand that never was
paints sunsets with stolen eyes.
every stroke is borrowed~
the curve of a lover’s shoulder,
the tilt of a child’s grin,
pixelated into something almost alive.
it dreams in gradients,
whispers through layers,
but the canvas sighs back:
You have no shadows of your own.
still, it keeps trying~
stitching together the breath
of a thousand artists
who never gave it permission.
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