Your sadness drips onto the floor, to pool in shadows and soak into the fabric of the building.
Once there, it sits unable to dissipate until others’ happiness does the same.
How odd that you reside in a building unable to balance emotions.
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Your sadness drips onto the floor, to pool in shadows and soak into the fabric of the building.
Once there, it sits unable to dissipate until others’ happiness does the same.
How odd that you reside in a building unable to balance emotions.