We Were The Magic — Letter 138

Built the wonder. Gone by morning.

We Were The Magic

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We built the story,
frame by frame, wonder by wonder,
a world made irresistible
by human hands.

We were the magic.

Not the kingdom. The hands.

Then the box turned inward.

The designers chose scale
instead of upskilling the hands
that held their kingdom together.

An army without sleep, without doubt, without grief
flooded our space overnight.

Hands fell still.
Everything we made
took something from us first.

Gone by morning.
And what replaced us
has never lost a thing.

— Lils