A Reason To Live
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Last published Mon, May 1, 2023
I was told by someone "keep to yourself"
Oh sorry
Did I say told?
I meant whispered to.
I tried to look for the person who spoke, but I didn't see the face. It vanished like the wind.
The day I heard the voice again, was the day I understood the meaning and gravity of those words.
I have been watching her for years now. Ever since I laid eyes on her. I poured everything I had into those words for her sake, mine and everyone in between.
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