Vulnerability
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When did we grow up? Where has the time gone by? Too quickly, too sudden… We were wishing to grow up, Now realizing that we want to go back… Time keeps ticking, Days keep passing… A world that never sleeps, A world that never rests… For a moment, I wish it all paused… We lingered
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There is a silence that exists just before the sun breaks— a breath the world forgets to take.In that stillness, I wonder:Does the light ever feel the weight of all it must reveal? It touches forgotten rooms,wakes the dust,exposes the cracks we hid beneath the blankets of dusk.It stirs the aching things we buried beneath
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Do we always search for something more?Why do we feel trapped in our bodies, seeking more than that meets the eye? In solitude, thoughts creep deep, trying to find meaning, understanding of the world. We spend our entire lives, everyday, trying to reveal the grandeur finale. The one thing that will finally help us see
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Now I understand what the most difficult thing is… Do you know what’s the most difficult? The most difficult thing is returning home. Returning to your life, continuing as if nothing happened. As if the feelings never existed—as if they belonged to different worlds. Never to see. Never to hear. That’s the most difficult thing.
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The time has come—you always knew it would. Whatever paths you wandered, whatever choices you made, there is one truth. You cannot outrun the inevitable. You cannot escape me. I am constant. Eternal. Every choice you make, every fleeting feeling anchored deep within you—none of it holds a sway. For the strings are mine to
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Life is a cycle—opportunities and challenges; problems and solutions. Fleeting reliefs and mounting trials. Just when you think you can finally breathe, that’s when hope betrays you… In an instant, the things you hoped for—close to the touch—recede deeper into the thick forayed forest. Tangled in the shadows, facing no options but to proceed further—believing
Fading Waves 