ECHOLYRA

ECHOLYRA

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Words for the wounds that still learn to bloom. 17 pieces 17 punches Read my poems because they don't pretend life is easy-they hold the hurt, name it, and still leave room for the smallest light. They're for anyone who's been unseen, underestimated, or loved conditionally. If you've ever carried storms quietly, my words will remind you that even the forgotten deserve gentleness. ---
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words don't write themselves Instead, they grow and bloom in the minds of us all

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