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Mar 27. 2026
I am the witch hidden in your lunch, and the floor of the sea. I help you see through windows, yet I am opaque. I tell the time without a single gear, But once I slip through your fingers, I disappear.
Mar 27. 2026
I am the witch hidden in your lunch, and the floor of the sea. I help you see through windows, yet I am opaque. I tell the time without a single gear, But once I slip through your fingers, I disappear.