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| A shadow with weight. A silence with texture. |
Today felt heavy. And somehow this image… it holds that.
A shadow caught between two surfaces. A shape I recognize but can't really hold. Like a version of myself I only meet on days like this, when the light is wrong, and everything feels louder on the inside.
There’s no real story here. Just something pressing from within. A hand raised, not in farewell, not in reaching. Just there.
Maybe this is what it looks like when you try to speak without words. When the feeling doesn’t need a name.
Just wanted to let it sit here, quietly. Maybe that’s enough.
Location: Home, Dubai
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