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— Nitya Prakash

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i asked a voice to borrow my heartbeat it returned it with something folded inside
he didn’t quite say it. but the ache said enough.
he didn’t whisper it he broke on it like the words had been holding back everything else he couldn’t say
it wasn’t a look or a touch or even a word it was just his voice and somehow that was enough

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no one believes me about his voice they think i imagined it made it softer than it really was maybe i did
he didn’t mean to be the main track just background audio but i turned the volume up anyway
his voice didn’t match his face it was softer like maybe he only used that one when no one else was listening
he stopped talking i thought that was the end but his voice kept echoing in my head like a sentence with no punctuation
i didn’t save it for the words i saved it for the breath between them the one that caught when he almost said too much

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i didn’t say anything back not because i didn’t feel it but because i did
he said "just press the button, alice" as if the button were only metal and not a mouthful of explanations no one asked to taste
so i open my archive instead noise cancel the noise cancelled stack .wav onto .wav because files don’t look back at me and ask for context
the button waits bright and simple but simple is loud when it’s public louder than any voice i can absorb
i voice to myself i'll press it after the next file finishes rendering after i label one more verse correctly after the hush feels prepared but then I don't
soft as static loud as doubt
"i wonder if we ever think of each other at the same time."
he said it like he didn’t mean to mean it like the truth slipped out and sat there between us louder than anything else in the room
Good lord, alright. I have some of the issues the listener is described having and if i ever managed to find a man like this, I would never let him go. One part in particular struck one of my issues to it’s core. 6:55-7:48. In my experience, people always leave. Everyone, except my mom, has left at some point or another and I’ve come to accept it. It would be hard to believe if someone said they weren’t going anywhere. But maybe someday. 😅
This is a beautiful audio that has left me very emotional and longing for this relationship. Please check it out!!

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Prompt (#5)
The hero had been hurt in battle many times before. They were used to the pain, and they accepted it. It came with the job. But, they noticed, their nemesis in particular never hurt them too badly. It came across that way to the public, but it only ever really took some bandages. Subconsciously, the hero began to lighten up on the villain too. Their fights became like a dance, almost. A beautiful, dangerous dance.
Of course, they were bound to step on each other's toes eventually. It came one day when their fight was particularly heated, and their punches were swung harder and faster than normal. The villain caught the hero, and with their strength managed to throw the hero backwards, sending them flying, only to be stopped by a painful collision with the wall. The hero cried out, hitting the floor.
The world spun a little, and it took them a moment to recover from it. Their back was suddenly aching, and they were frozen in shock for a moment.
That wasn't as shocking as what the villain said next, though.
“Fuck,” they breathed, hurrying over to the hero. “How bad did I hurt you? I'm sorry, I–”
“You're… what?”
it wasn’t the words it was the way he said them