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After all these years,a lull entered the roominstead of you,the sun and moon become still.The light is now unbalancedthe shadows land in a different spotnow, silence becomes our sound.Inside this door, life's brutality pulled no punches.our solitude will not disappear butgo forward with the kindness of western light