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“I have mastered the art of vanishing without ever leaving the room. I sit at tables where no one saves me a seat, where voices rise and fall like tides, but never crash against my shore. I nod, I smile, I speak— but my words evaporate midair, unanswered, unheard, like a prayer swallowed by an empty church.” — Mason Carter
I have mastered the art of vanishing
without ever leaving the room.
I sit at tables where no one saves me a seat,
where voices rise and fall like tides,
but never crash against my shore.
I nod, I smile, I speak—
but my words evaporate midair,
unanswered, unheard,
like a prayer swallowed by an empty church.