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July taught me to hold on,
even when the days felt too long.
I gathered light from tired skies,
and stitched hope where sorrow lies.

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August holds my hand,
we walk through fading heat,
quiet goodbyes stitched
in golden light.

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A tree falls in the forest, alone and unheard,
No cries of sorrow, not even a word.
Its leaves whisper stories that scatter and die,
Lost in the hush of a listening sky.

The earth takes its weight with a softened sigh,
Life moves on, though none wonder why.
But still, in the silence, something feels wrong,
As if the forest forgot its own song.

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The locked door of my heart,




Except my avarice and negativity,
no one else is present,
not even my loved ones.

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July went like sand through my hands,
Gone before I could fully understand.

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You stole my fries and then my heart,
With messy hair, you looked like art.
We laughed at jokes that made no sense,
Love grew in every silly sentence.
You're my chaos and my calm defense.

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Stillness begins, but doesn’t last long,
Tiny sparks turn into song.
Unfinished dreams start to mend,
Darkness lifts, it's not the end.
In every line, a light breaks through,
Over and over, I begin anew.

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Ink Of The Heart
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