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Between The Lines

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Reads 123
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Parts 13
Time 11 minutes

These pages hold the words I couldn't say out loud - fragments of silence, stitched together in ink.
I am not a poet by profession, only a person who feels too deeply and speaks too softly.
This is where I placed the things I carried quietly: the ache, the wonder, the weight of unsent thoughts.
These are my truths, whispered between the lines.
If you find something of yourself here, know it was written with no intention but honesty.
- ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊All Rights Reserved

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