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Rooms tilt slowly, drained of all their light
I move through the doorway like a shadow in the night
The windows sigh with frost that never melts away
And everything feels distant when I fade into the grey
Patterns rearrange in the cold before the dawn
Faces blur to nothing when I'm barely holding on
Not my choosing, not my design
Just a world that keeps collapsing every time I try to find a line
Hallways breathe winter, bending into gloom
My footsteps fall like echoes in an unheated room
They build their little havens, forget what they've begun
But the shapes keep returning long after they're undone
No warmth, no promise, no steady land
Only pale silhouettes trembling in an unseen hand