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A whisper in the wind, a giggle in the storm.
I dream with my eyes open and write like the world's listening.
Not quite sunshine, not quite shadow - something in between.
I'm not here to be figured out... I'm here to be felt.
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Dec 07, 2025 01:30PM
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