![]() XII. A Room Without WindowsA Poem by Mace![]() Part of a poetry novella![]() I don’t wait anymore. The air is still. Sometimes I hum a song The mirror, my absence. Even time has stopped asking questions. © 2025 Mace |
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![]() XII. A Room Without WindowsA Poem by Mace![]() Part of a poetry novella![]() I don’t wait anymore. The air is still. Sometimes I hum a song The mirror, my absence. Even time has stopped asking questions. © 2025 Mace |
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