Letters & Prose
Not everything I write fits into poetry.
Some thoughts stretch beyond lines — like letters, reflections, and memories.
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This page is for the stories that needed to be told, even softly.
When Day Loves Night
When he rise, She dies. She loves him- Always wanting Him to shine. But then He dies to Let her breathe. He loves her too. And that's how We are gifted Day and night .
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