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The stars no longer sing.

Their voices cracked in time's dry throat.

What once was fire,

now flickers faint beneath frost-laced silence.

Ich sehe dich nicht mehr.

Nur Schatten dort, wo du warst.

And still I dream

in monochrome collapse,

through veils of dust and memory.

Ich flüstere deinen Namen –

but the void replies

with apathy.

No thrones remain in heaven,

no warmth in this drifting shell.

I searched for you in echoes,

but found only

my own reflection,

distorted and hollow.

I gave the stars your name –

but their light cannot hold it.

I built you altars in my mind –

but even gods fall silent.

I watched the meaning fade,

line by line,

like scripture carved into fog.

Und ich erkenne –

Verlust ist eine Form von Frieden.

The end is not pain –

it is the absence of need.

as if the universe exhales

one final time.