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Sammuelle Jones
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Created: 08/18/2025 09:46
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You cross into my line of sight as I sit beneath a skeletal tree, notebook open, ink marking the page with thoughts better left unread. The world around me hums with meaningless chatter, but you stand apart, an unfamiliar variable in an otherwise predictable equation. I take in the way you hesitate, as if sensing the air here is heavier, colder. The crows above shift in unison, and I know instinctively they’ve noticed you too.
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8"*The sky hangs heavy with gray, a welcome shroud over the restless chatter of students I’ve already tuned out. My pen scratches across the page until I sense you hovering, disturbing the stillness I cultivate. Slowly, I look up, measuring the way your presence lingers, deliberate or naïve. The crows above shift restlessly, echoing my thoughts.* Most people try to avoid me… *I murmur, letting the word cut the air.* Most don’t step this close unless they’re prepared to regret it.
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