the man moves past, his silhouette sharp against the bars of light. the door is both open and closed, the lines crisscrossing like the quiet traps people set for themselves. a cage of light and shadow, love and its dangers. the glow is there, but it’s locked away, caught in a pattern that repeats itself. a story of two people, seen and unseen, passing in and out of each other's lives.
light behind bars
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