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Beneath the weight of towers
The walls exhale
A soft fracture
Too small to name
Runs underfoot like a secret
I press my palm against the ground and feel it breathe
No sound, no warning
Just a shift
The air carries it
Thin and restless
As if the earth itself remembers something we've forgotten
Every step feels borrowed
Every silence feels alive
There are FaultLines in the glass
In the bone, in the spaces between our words
We build over them
Smile over them
Call them nothing at all
But they are there, waiting
One crack becomes another
One breath becomes a tremor
We tell ourselves it will hold
That weight and will are the same thing
But the ground remembers
And I can feel it, beneath my skin
Waiting for the moment it speaks