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I posted a room

With nothing inside it

And waited for numbers

To make it less empty

A blue light opened

Under my thumb

Like a small court

I never entered

Nobody spoke

Nobody raised a hand

But the graph leaned forward

Like it wanted a statement

I brought my face

I brought my time

I brought a sentence

Cut down to fit

Still the screen stayed quiet

Still the count stayed low

Still I felt reviewed

By something with no eyes

Question one

Why are you here

Question two

Who is this for

Question three

What did it earn

Question four

Can you do better tomorrow

I learned to stand

Where the light was kinder

I learned which pain

Looked clean in a caption

I saved the bad parts

For a smaller audience

Then wondered why

The good parts felt rented

There was no rejection

Just no response

Which somehow landed

Closer to judgment

Every number

Left a mark

Even the missing ones

Every silence

Had a shape

I could measure myself against

I am not a brand

I said to the ceiling

The ceiling

Did not disagree

I am not a product

I said to the glass

The glass

Opened my reflection

And waited

I brought my face

I brought my time

I brought a cleaner version

Of a difficult week

Still the room stayed muted

Still the count stayed thin

Still I felt examined

By a door that would not open

No violation found

No breakthrough found

No clear demand

No clear refusal

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Come back tomorrow

With more of yourself