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Everything on the screen
and everything outside
is like a haze
on the windowpane
And the music is already audible
and I can make out voices.
I sense you breathing
in and out,
yet somehow there is emptiness inside.
I strain against the glass,
but I can’t get in…
Masha Ivashintsova