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A brush of wind, and all my fears blown
From me, far away gone,
Mingled in the cleverness of air,
Always being my best peer
A swift breeze to make me breathe,
Breathe somewhat different from the world,
Different from what I heard...
It’s harsh_no it’s not
It’s destruction_no it’s not
It’s cruel_no it’s not
It’s betrayer_no it’s not
I see this life as water,
That sometimes falter,
Calm and cold, collecting and breaking
All my despairs gathering and fading...
✧★«Be real✧★»










Such a beautiful poem — just like all the ones you write!
Hello are you open a short brief discssion of your story
There’s a cinematic softness to your writing, the way you describe light, time, or even silence makes it all feel tangible. The recent chapter had such emotional gravity that it honestly left me speechless for a moment. You’ve managed to craft something that’s both delicate and powerful, like a memory that refuses to fade. Every word feels painted, not just written.