1. Thread

Sometimes, I feel like my presence is quietly slipping away, so I tied an imaginary string around my wrist that linked with the real world and hid it with a forced smile.

It worked, at least for a little while.

But as life went on, I stepped further and further away without noticing, until one point when the thread runs out, and the bittersweet smile returned to a frown.


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