Category: free verse
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He does not know her, yet her embrace feels like home in a dream too beautiful to survive the morning.
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The heart leaves one season behind, still carrying enough warmth to bloom again.
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A toothpaste tube gives everything for our smiles, then gets squeezed, rolled and cut open because we still want one last bit.
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Some voices never leave us. They return in sleep, in silence, and in the ordinary moments grief refuses to let go.
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A man yells to be heard in a world full of cameras and machines, only to find some peace when he finally walks away.
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What happens when your feed suddenly becomes clean, positive and sensible?
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One forgotten bag, one shared taxi, one terrible swim attempt, and a memory that somehow still makes me smile over ice cream.
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Caught in their system, I rhyme through the pain, one day my art will break every chain, and I will find my peace again.
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A cup of tea, a rooftop memory, and a quiet conversation that still lingers somewhere between sweetness and silence.
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Some days, writing feels less like creating and more like convincing the words to stay.
