

The Earth That Loved Us
She is not just earth, she is holy ground. A living prayer beneath our feet. We were meant to be earth’s stewards, not her thieves, but...
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The Quiet Countdown
My body is an hourglass; each heartbeat a grain of sand.
2 days ago1 min read


Maybe I Don’t Want To Be Found
I am a shadow wearing a name that no longer fits. I drift through the days like a ghost searching for her skin, touching mirrors that...
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