A gift for those who carry silent echoes of the heart.

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@magmastar
A gift for those who carry silent echoes of the heart.
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Sometimes your words vanish, like a child who does not want to leave its mother’s arms. I call you, but the silence is stubborn. Maybe you…
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She gave me life when I was a baby. Now, she gives me life every morning, from a picture on the wall.
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Some lives begin with celebration. Mine began with silence. It was a late afternoon when an eighteen-year-old girl walked through the wind…
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Geology of my soul in 6 stages
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True strength stands. Silent. And knows.
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I worked all night, and my heart is full. Writing for me is like the sea – when I enter it, time disappears. Sometimes calm and quiet…
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I saw your face three seconds on the screen and thought you must have made a mistake. People like that don’t look for me.
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Sometimes your words vanish, like a child who does not want to leave its mother’s arms. I call you, but the silence is stubborn. Maybe you…
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The time of suffering and cold silence has passed. I chose happiness, not to visit it occasionally, but to be in it constantly, to breathe…
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The River of Time
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There was a time when my life was falling apart — marriage, home, health, job, all at once.
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To all of you who survived the storm, to all of you who, although wounded, carried the words “I am fine” on your lips. To all of you who…
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