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When love is bulldozed, it doesn’t vanish. It reorganizes quietly, rebuilding space within us where presence remains and nothing can be evicted.
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A quiet reflection on pain, names, and identity, echoing Shakespeare’s question and reminding us that the self exists beyond language.
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A soul kneels, receives a blessing, and chooses the inward path, believing that saving oneself may gently guide millions back to God.
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We call ourselves advanced, yet wars outlive decades. A spoken word poem questioning progress, violence, and gratitude to the soil.
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A raw reflection on breaking, rebuilding, and finding wholeness from within. A journey of fragments turning into truth and self-discovery.
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Asked what motivates me, I said nothing. Consciousness flows like a river. I accept the gift, feel bliss, and from that stillness, I write.
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They arrived, laid the weight aside, and sank deeper. When they woke, the destination no longer felt real.
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A gentle spoken-word invitation to happiness, self-union, and letting your soul enter a heart that stays open for love and rest.
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I gave freedom without asking for love. If love never comes, let me remain a debt remembered quietly, not in money but in memory.
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A spoken-word poem about people who pass through our lives, teach us quietly, take little, and leave traces we understand only later.
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