Fragments of Whispers
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Last published Sun, Aug 3, 2025
This is not a tale you'll know,
But echoes where the soft tears flow.
A quilt of thoughts in midnight's care,
Stitched with silence, stitched with prayer.
Not every word will beg to speak,
Some only whisper when you're weak.
So read it slow, and hold it tight,
Like shattered glass in fading light.
You're in a room I hid so well,
Where quiet hearts and echoes dwell.
Don't search for answers, let them be.
Some things just crave to simply... be seen
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