—written on the spine of borrowed hours
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—written on the spine of borrowed hours
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-like a postcard from the city’s sleepless heart
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-like a postcard from the city’s sleepless heart
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We talk about grand heartbreaks and epic grief,
but the truth is
even tiny lives learn how to lose gently.
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We talk about grand heartbreaks and epic grief,
but the truth is
even tiny lives learn how to lose gently.
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—no names, just the ward’s hum and the script grief leaves behind.
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—no names, just the ward’s hum and the script grief leaves behind.
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And truth begins where echoes collide,
the tongue learns restraint through hunger,
light forgets its origin in dust.
Read to return, return to read. 🌙
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And truth begins where echoes collide,
the tongue learns restraint through hunger,
light forgets its origin in dust.
Read to return, return to read. 🌙
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—where she stood, I remained unread
I wasn’t in the picture—
but the cloud knew I watched.
She walked into a sky I once believed.
Farewell July whispered the sky,
as if it owed her closure.
I just listened, like a page no one turned.
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—where she stood, I remained unread
I wasn’t in the picture—
but the cloud knew I watched.
She walked into a sky I once believed.
Farewell July whispered the sky,
as if it owed her closure.
I just listened, like a page no one turned.
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Every light is born from a pause between knowing and surrender.
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Every light is born from a pause between knowing and surrender.
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