Gilded Cages, Raven Wings

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…Though the glass between us grows thicker with the passage of time, and the hours of night between one and three bring their own spectral visitations, your memory remains a constant, luminous presence. You are the unseen thread woven through the tapestry of my existence, the unwavering beacon that guides me towards a solace I once thought unattainable. Your love was indeed a grace, a gift that continues to sustain me, a testament to the enduring power of a heart that gave so freely.