There’s a truth he carries, stitched in the fabric of his heart: gratitude fuels courage, each step a testament to silent strength and grace.


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There’s a truth he carries, stitched in the fabric of his heart: gratitude fuels courage, each step a testament to silent strength and grace.

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-moonlit fragments May 2025
you glow differently when you’re actually happy
I feel that there are several people inside of me; someone laughing loudly… and another crying bitterly and the third does not care about anything.
Time is a thing, a law. Aging is a consequence of it. Memories are the spoils we hope to keep.

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These I have loved
A great tall girl, full of blue
Inviting lips, sweet to the eye but never tasted
Glasses that were black but now are pink
A voice of the ocean, Like waves hitting the breakwater
Of hair so perfect, Aphrodite should blush
A figure akin to the sun setting on the horizon
A connection so deep, the ocean has nothing on it
The future that lights up my nighttime
A conversation of Apple's and taste
Two people so together- hot and cold water
The sound of soothing poetry
A great tall girl
Yes,
These I have loved
Tired
I’m tired
Not physically tired
Mentally tired
Exhausted from you
And the space between us