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And then… there was you...
And in that light, I realized,
you were never passing through…
you would always be right there,
beside me..
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Even the longest nighthas never learned how to bargain with the dawn It does not plead, it does not resist, it simply surrenders...
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Imagine you’re walking. Your plans are perfectly laid out for the day. The path ahead is clear.
And then… it starts to rain...
Not a dr..
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Remember me…
when I leave
and never return...as a chapter that refused to fade...
ink pressed deep into the pages of your life...
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Time carries us like a river moving us forward, whether we are ready for the current or not...
We are just passing through, like the wind through the..
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Imagine if we knew...If
humanity knew exactly when the final hour would fall, we would wake up...
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They call me a fool...I see every fracture,
every sharp edge of your love
that cuts my flesh... Let the world keep its judgment, for they have never..
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I took the weight they gave me,
and gave it a purpose...
Not to relive the wound,
but to translate it,
so no one else would feel alone inside the..
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I know how much we have left,
but not what is left of us... And that is the quiet ache, isn’t it?
Not the ending…
but the not knowing
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We’ve all been there.
Standing in the middle of a season that just… hurts...
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