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a vibration against the quiet—
a whisper of finality,
delivered by a machine.
Not a voice.
No breath, no pause,
just pixels stacked like bricks,
walling off the echoes of voices
that once spoke only kindness to each other.
Maybe it was easier this way--
but don't let it
don't let it be this way--
to let the glass and metal and elements
carry the weight,
to hide behind, press send, then disappear,
Leaving only words
where a person used to be.
shaky hands and oceans of tears
breaking under the weight of words juxtaposed with silence
A cluster of words on a screen...
where a conversation, a hug, eyes should have been. Where a conversation, a hug, presence should be…
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