Tag: psychology
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The Quiet Tide

Some mornings, even sunlight feels too far; Her thoughts crowd close, a restless, tangled jar.
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The Restless Fool

Now evening falls gently on streets that he knows, And time, like a river, continues and flows.
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The Lioness

She walked away from a house where her heart had learned to ache,From years of silent suffering and promises that seemed to break.She chose the road of loneliness, though freedom came with cost,For sometimes saving your own soul means mourning what you’ve lost. And in her arms, her daughter grew, her reason to persist,She made…

