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Jul 21
I missed your hand and still moved on
No storm could keep the sunrise gone
Some dreams, once false, dissolve with grace
Not every loss deserves a place

If love can bloom and still let go
Then let this breath rise, soft and slow
No flame beside me, yet I shine
A song remade in notes of mine

The mirror shows a clearer face
No longer veiled in your embrace
The ocean swells, but I now swim
Not broken, just rebuilt from within

This heart, once cracked in every beat
Now walks with rhythm, not retreat
Its silence grew a wiser sound
A pulse that keeps to higher ground

They told me, “Pain may weigh like stone”
But still I stood, I’ve grown, alone
Your dusk was deep—but I found skies
Where stars aren’t shaped by others’ eyes

No grief can chain what’s meant to rise
This river flows. I choose the tide.
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