Crowds gather in good times, only the true stand in the bad

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Do You Still Smile the Same?

Do you still smile the way you did,
When dreams were ours and time was hid?
I heard a song, the rain fell slow,
And in that moment, you let me go.

The roads were wet, my heart was still,
I played it twice to feel the chill.
Each note became a whispered name,
Each word—our talks, our walks, our flame.

We promised once we’d never part,
But life redrew the map, the heart.
You’re somewhere loud, where stars ignite,
I hope you laugh with all your might.

But deep inside, through joy or pain,
I wonder—do you smile the same?

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I am done with that phase of life where losing people was my biggest fear.
Now, I just let things be.

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The way you treat people in the first 60 years of life, which seem to pass in a flash, determines the way you’re treated in the years after, which unfold much more slowly.

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A life so vast, with dreams untold,
A world to conquer, a heart so bold.
Each moment whispers strength anew,
In every battle, I find my view.

Though challenges rise, fierce and unkind,
I stand my ground, with hope in mind.
Every scar tells a story deep,
Every tear a victory I’ll keep.

The path ahead, though rough and steep,
I walk with courage, no promises to keep.
Each stone I touch will someday be,
A mark of triumph, of destiny.

And through it all, I wear my smile,
A smile of hustle, pain, and trial.
For in the end, my soul will see,
The beauty of the fight in me.

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"I have adopted a simple practice that you can adopt too. Measure the importance of people in your life based on how many times they initiate communication. This will give you clarity and QUALITY."

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Her eyes tell a story, whispered soft and true,
Of happiness and sorrows, of skies both gray and blue.
In their depths, you see the yesterdays that shaped her way,
And the promise of a brighter, more hopeful today.

Her smile, a gentle curve, paints a portrait rare,
Of a heart that overflows with love, affection, care.
Each glance, each beam, speaks of a spirit genuine,
A soul that’s richly human, pure and kind within.

Through trials faced and joy embraced, her essence shines so bright,
A tapestry of life’s embrace, woven in her light.
Her eyes, her smile, together weave a tale profound,
Of a woman who in love and grace is endlessly crowned.

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In the silent chambers of the heart,
Where scars from yesterday's shadows start,
Healing is a journey fraught with strife,
A testament to the resilience of life.

Some don masks of laughter, bright and bold,
Hiding pain in stories left untold.
They wear smiles like armor, thin but tight,
As if by laughing, they can set it right.

Others choose a calm, untroubled sea,
Pretending there's no storm, no tragedy.
Their stillness a fortress, walls so high,
Guarding tears that silently pass by.

And then there are those who walk away,
Leaving behind the ghosts of yesterday.
With every step, they shed the past,
Striving for a peace that might just last.

Yet, deep within, where memories reside,
The wounds of love and loss collide.
They pull you back, a haunting refrain,
Echoes of joy now tinged with pain.

Healing is a dance of time and grace,
A journey we must all embrace.
For in the process, we reclaim our light,
Emerging from the darkness of the night.

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Hey Future Companion,

It’s okay to be late in life’s race,
But when we meet, bring a bright embrace.
Come with positivity, pure and true,
Simplicity that shines in all you do.

Bring a spark of insane, joyful madness,
A heart that turns sorrow into gladness.
With a melioristic view, aiming high,
Respectful gestures that never die.

Show me the art of love in every meal,
Work out with me, make dreams feel real.
Let our bond be built on transparent talk,
Where honesty guides our every walk.

Together, we’ll face what life bestows,
In unity, our connection grows.
With all this, we’ll find our way,
Hand in hand, come what may.

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In a world where many chase shadows of connection,
Some crave depth, seeking true affection.
Amongst these souls, a rare breed stands tall,
A woman complete, embracing it all.

She crafts in the kitchen, flavors dancing in her hands,
In the world of literature, her imagination expands.
She wanders freely, exploring lands far and near,
In her work, she finds purpose, her vision crystal clear.

In moments of solitude, she tends to her soul's needs,
Nurturing herself with self-love's gentle seeds.
In cafes and parties, she's the life of the scene,
But also finds solace in moments serene.

Her heart beats with love, in every gesture and glance,
In her, beauty and strength effortlessly dance.
She's a rare find, a treasure to behold,
In her presence, warmth and authenticity unfold.

So if you're lucky enough to cross her path one day,
Cherish her deeply, let not her light fade away.

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