The empty chair next to me
Sometimes, the empty chairs around us are the heaviest burdens, preventing us from standing up and living our own lives,
Ivan in Abstracts
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Ivan in Abstracts
Sometimes, the empty chairs around us are the heaviest burdens, preventing us from standing up and living our own lives,
I yearn to sleep, to rest—no longer be,
To drift upon a spectral ship through night,
To realms beyond—where shadows banish light,
Wher...
