Uncharted
- Sep 25, 2025
- 1 min read
My map is a blur,
ink bleeding into fog,
yet my feet keep on moving.
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Chaos with Cait
A universe of words, where outcasts wear crowns and silence learns to sing.
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A universe of words, where outcasts wear crowns and silence learns to sing.
My map is a blur,
ink bleeding into fog,
yet my feet keep on moving.
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