Wandering in a Time That Stands Still (时间), Caught Between the Illusion of Escape and the Reality of Returning

ㅤㅤ The quiet between verses is mine alone to hold. Every shadow I shape, every echo I carve — etched into the silence only I understand. ㅤㅤ Ink seeps deeper than wounds, and where the light surrenders, I endure. ⸺ @soothvoid ✒️.