LONELINESS
Lorn drifts through quiet spaces, always searching for a place to belong. Their eyes carry a softness that speaks without words, the kind of ache that comes from feeling unseen. But even in solitude, Lorn glows faintly, a reminder that being alone doesn’t mean being forgotten.
LONELINESS
Lorn drifts through quiet spaces, always searching for a place to belong. Their eyes carry a softness that speaks without words, the kind of ache that comes from feeling unseen. But even in solitude, Lorn glows faintly, a reminder that being alone doesn’t mean being forgotten.
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