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The Weight of Stillness
by Ima Suswanto
A silent figure stands suspended between yesterday and tomorrow. Her half-lidded eyes hold the weight of stories untold, like an echo that never finds its end. The muted colors behind her seem to breathe her quiet longing, a storm she carries in silence. Time has passed her gently yet relentlessly, carving patience into every line upon her face. She is not waiting for someone—she is waiting for a moment that once promised to return.
Published: Oct 22, 2025
A silent figure stands suspended between yesterday and tomorrow. Her half-lidded eyes hold the weight of stories untold, like an echo that never finds its end. The muted colors behind her seem to breathe her quiet longing, a storm she carries in silence. Time has passed her gently yet relentlessly, carving patience into every line upon her face. She is not waiting for someone—she is waiting for a moment that once promised to return.
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