How long will you linger on the pillow where last you lay your head?
What rose will remind me of the scent of your life that has evolved into dead?
What chime will ring out over the earth
That may likely forget your value; your worth?
Will the blushing dawn sing of the mourning you gave
Will the fiery sunset trumpet over your grave?
Will the willows tell your legend for eons to come
Whispering your legend in branches like drums?
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Life is a patchwork of moments — laughter, solitude, everyday joys, and quiet aches. Through scribbled stories, I explore travels both far and inward, from sunrise over unfamiliar streets to the comfort of home. This is life as I see it, captured in ink and memory. Stick around; let's wander together.
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Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
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