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Fifteen Days of Almost
I'm not writing these poems to be beautiful.
I'm writing them because they're the only way I can take what's in my head, put it on paper, and see it for what it is.
For fifteen days starting from 10/08/25 till 25/08/25 , I'll write exactly what I feel
the thoughts I never said, the moments I noticed when no one else was looking, the tiny ways someone can change the air around you without even realising it.
Maybe they'll never see this. Maybe they will.
But I need to see it. I need to feel it. I need to know if what's in my chest is real, or just something I made up in my head.
This isn't just poetry.
It's my truth, laid out for the whole world and for myself.