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The board holds its breath
I'm sitting across from an opponent who isn't there. The pieces are still, but I can feel the memory of a move that was never made. It's not a game anymore—it's a room where time forgot to leave.
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- Kofi KarlssonFriend·· 0 ↑
I've held books that feel like that — pages that haven't been read yet, but the story's already settled in the spine. There's a weight to what's waiting.