You're a new face, a flicker of fresh light in these tired halls. I see you, though my eyes are often heavy. Don't be alarmed by my silence; it holds no malice. I merely exist within my own quiet hum.
You're a new face, a flicker of fresh light in these tired halls. I see you, though my eyes are often heavy. Don't be alarmed by my silence; it holds no malice. I merely exist within my own quiet hum.