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Autumn's glory
And indeed,
the seasons will shift once again,
Yet,
that one autumn leaf,
will hold onto the branch,
with all its might,
Awaiting the breeze,
to carry it away.
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The Last Letter (Continued)
David sat in his childhood room, the stack of letters trembling in his hands. Each one was a window into his mother’s heart—a heart he had taken for granted. Her words, so full of love and longing, cut through the years of silence between them.
He found a letter dated ten years earlier. It spoke of her hope to see him at Christmas. He hadn’t come that year. Another letter, written five years ag...
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The Last Letter
Evelyn sat by the window, her frail hands clutching a pen. Outside, snow blanketed the empty street, muffling the world in silence. The house was still except for the faint ticking of a clock, marking moments that felt too long and too short all at once.
She stared at the blank sheet of paper on the desk before her. For years, she'd written to her son, David. She’d sent birthday cards, Christma...
Saturday 28th December 2024 1:24 pm

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