After the Last Light
By davelacorneille on March 1, 2026 11:40 pm
When nothing is officially broken,
but nothing is the same.
It doesn’t say goodbye.
It just stops reaching.
There’s a space where warmth used to live.
A question hangs in the air longer than the echo.
Maybe it’s over.
Maybe it’s transforming.
No one knows yet.
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