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Amidst the shadows that creep into emptiness, the dilapidated house, swallowed by moss, stands witness to a forgotten tale. A man with a face etched with traces of pain lingers on the threshold, tall yet fragile in the face of memories. His tattered clothes unfold like a map of life, outlining the challenging journey he has endured.
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With steps echoing like the strides of wounds, he inhales fragments of loneliness in a long, poignant breath. A cigarette clings to his lips, igniting as if mirroring the embers of concealed sorrow. With each departure, it's as if he carries a burden of the past heavier than his faltering steps. His tumultuous life reflects the shadows of turmoil, and he departs, leaving the house as an old skin no longer tenable.
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