Some truths are quiet until you read them out loud.
Reflections
Not every thought becomes a story. Some stay as echoes.
Grief lingers in the silence between words.
Sometimes resistance is just refusing to be forgotten.
Not every thought becomes a story. Some stay as echoes.
Some truths are quiet until you read them out loud.
Grief lingers in the silence between words.
Sometimes resistance is just refusing to be forgotten.
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