The Face You'll Never See

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You won’t find a name here - only pieces of a soul written in whispers and screams. My name is not important- only the stories I tell. I am the unseen, the unheard, and the untold. These stories are my language, fragments of a life stitched together with threads of joy, sorrow, and longing. Who I am doesn’t matter. What matters is how the words make you feel. Maybe you’ll find a mirror here. Maybe you’ll find a stranger. Either way, welcome to the in-between, where emotions find their voice.



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