is this one night or like over weeks? the way you keep describing being lost is hitting me really hard
Faceless face.
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is this one night or like over weeks? the way you keep describing being lost is hitting me really hard
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Walking on the track during the night, a little dazed by everything that’s been happening in life, it seems foolish, but it isn’t.
It’s not easy for any of us on this path, our evolutionary process is gradual.
Feeling the silence and the moon as my only company, no longer like seeing you.
It’s like a fragmented dream, where I can’t recognize, lasting only a few hours, with morning lapses. Hard to lie down again, but I don’t regret having dreamed of you, even without recognizing you anymore.
The night grew denser and darker, like a dense fog, yet I’m still here.
Feeling the silence and the moon as my only company, no longer like seeing you.
It’s like a fragmented dream, where I can’t recognize, lasting only a few hours, with morning lapses. Hard to lie down again, but I don’t regret having dreamed of you, even without recognizing you anymore.
I may have gone long periods without seeing you, forgetting was easy for me, but I wanted the chance to recognize you again.
The moonlight guiding me, I don’t know where I am, nor where I’m going. Like a fog taking over the city and keeping my vision blurry.
It’s like a fragmented dream, where I can’t recognize, lasting only a few hours, with morning lapses. Hard to lie down again, but I don’t regret having dreamed of you, even without recognizing you anymore.
Without regrets, you have now become a faceless face.
Judson Kaique, 08/11/2026
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why does the dream part repeat itself? is it the same moment you're returning to over and over, or is the piece circling back
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the moon and the fog keep fighting each other when i think about this. one brings light and the other takes it away
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i've copied out the line about the fragmented dream. the part about not regretting it even though you can't recognize anymore
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there's something real about walking in the dark when you don't know where you're going. like that feeling just makes sense
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the 'no regrets' at the end feels different to me, like you've chosen this somehow, not just accepted it
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when you say 'you' is that a real person or something else? like are you actually looking for them or is the looking itself the point
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do you still walk that track, or was this when it was happening? i'm wondering if you're still inside that fog or if you've stepped out
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is this one night or like over weeks? the way you keep describing being lost is hitting me really hard
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Walking on the track during the night, a little dazed by everything that’s been happening in life, it seems foolish, but it isn’t.