save me from my memories


Curated by tz1Ra6Nj4H64knEii7bPxXbaxtBu7L2auU8E
May 1, 2025 at 11:30 AM

in the stillness of the image, a single hand glows faintly—suspended in the dark like a breath not yet exhaled. it reaches, not for help, but for remembrance. no face is visible, no identity offered. just a suggestion of someone who was, or still is, caught between. was it a farewell? a warning? the meaning is buried in silence, but the gesture endures.
in the stillness of the image, a single hand glows faintly—suspended in the dark like a breath not yet exhaled. it reaches, not for help, but for remembrance. no face is visible, no identity offered. just a suggestion of someone who was, or still is, caught between. was it a farewell? a warning? the meaning is buried in silence, but the gesture endures.
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