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This is a collection of things I never said out loud.
Fragments of love that stayed, of people who left,
of thoughts that echo long after they should have faded.
Some of these words are about you.
Some of them are about me.
Most of them exist somewhere in between.
There are no clear beginnings here,
no proper endings, only moments...quiet, unfinished, and still breathing.
If you've ever carried something you couldn't explain, you might find a piece of yourself in these pages...