Category: Fiction
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Behind the Scene
Family is more than a story you share, More than a picture arranged with care. It’s trust in the quiet, compassion unseen, And honoring lives that exist off-screen…
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Saint
When heartbreak left my window dim, I wandered through the dark with him— With sorrow sitting on my chest, Very little strength and no rest. The days were gray, the nights were long, I couldn’t find my place in song; Depression wrapped me in its blue, And every dawn felt hard to view. Then on…
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You
Days turned to weeks, and not a word from you,I wondered, “Are you dead? Or just busy too?”I checked my phone daily, then checked it some more—Apparently, silence was your favorite chore. But then came the pain, which moved in for a stay,It unpacked its luggage and wouldn’t go away.For months it sat there, eating…
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The Night We Met – Conclusion
It was date number four, and I showed up late,Because apparently timing determines your fate.You opened the door with a grin on your face,And said, “Fashionably late?”—with remarkable grace. We dined and we drank, each enjoying the night,Trading sips, teasing jokes, and good-natured delight.We raised up our glasses and toasted, “To us!”Then spilled half a…
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The Night We Met
It started at six, with the sun sinking low, A “casual first date”—or so we would go. You smiled over books, I pretended I knew That your favorite dark blend was a very good clue. Location number one was a little bit bright, We laughed too quietly, but decided to make it a night. So,…
