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The initial spark of creation has long since cooled, leaving only the dull, metallic taste of obligation on your tongue. Your hands, once eager and sure, now move with a hollow, rehearsed rhythm, tracing the familiar contours of a form that has lost its mystery. The fire that once roared in your belly, a demanding and brilliant heat, has dwindled to a few stubborn embers, their faint glow barely illuminating the hollow space where passion used to reside. You find yourself staring at the work, not with vision, but with a weary ache, your gaze catching on every tiny imperfection like a snag on silk. The whispers of what could have been have grown into a deafening chorus, drowning out the fragile melody of what actually is. Each touch feels like a violation, a forced intimacy with a lover who has become a stranger, their shape known but their soul utterly distant. The weight of it is a physical presence now, a leaden cloak draped over your shoulders, its heaviness a constant reminder of the energy you can no longer muster. To continue is to go through the motions, a pantomime of devotion for an audience of one, where the final act is a slow, quiet suffocation. The truest, most profound gesture left is not a final, desperate caress, but the gentle, liberating act of stepping back and allowing the silence to finally, mercifully, descend.
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