I gazed at the city lights,
but felt nothing—
this city,
a vault of memories,
echoes of my life.
I turned my gaze to the sky,
the stars, indifferent,
as if I stared into infinite nothingness.
In his eyes, I sought
that spark to make my heart beat again,
but found only emptiness.
The music played,
yet I could not hear its song—
sight and sound, mere whispers,
touching...
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