4. The Moth of Mute Warnings It flutters near when danger is close.But it’s silent.No buzz, no flap,just the soft sound of doom brushing your cheek. You won’t see it.Just a feeling—like a whisper never spoken. Ignore it,and the warning becomes a memory…for someone else.
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4. The Moth of Mute Warnings
It flutters near when danger is close.
But it’s silent.
No buzz, no flap,
just the soft sound of doom brushing your cheek.
You won’t see it.
Just a feeling—
like a whisper never spoken.
Ignore it,
and the warning becomes a memory…
for someone else.
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