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I return...

The noise remembers me. The walls keep everything.

Something moves between rusted rails - not a destination, just direction.

The weight has no name, but it lives in every step.

It seeps into concrete, burns into silence.

It doesn’t ask. It doesn’t fade.

It just follows.

SoLjinN ('_' ) 2026