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Yours

Yours

I am yours
not as something kept or claimed,
not bound by hands or marked by name,
but as the stars belong to sky,
still burning bright, still passing by
never asking where to lie.

The way the moon belongs to tides,
never touching what it guides,
pulling oceans in their sleep
undeniable force that needn’t speak.

How morn belongs to birds that sing
in early light on fragile ...

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Invited By Time

I used to think time was something chasing me.
Lately, I’m learning it may simply be asking me to stay.


Invited By Time

The clock is not a warning.

It is a witness.

Every second,
a quiet record
of who I am learning to be.

It does not rush me.

It does not ask
for more than I can give.

It simply continues.

Steady.
Unconcerned
with whether I keep up.

There was a ti...

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A Quiet Thief

I thought I would have to tear it from my chest.
Rip it free
from bone and breath,
place it in her hands
as something chosen.
Something given.

 

But there was no need.
She took it without asking.

 

Not with force,
not with urgency,
but the way dawn takes the night.

 

Quietly.
Without resistance.
Without permission ever being required. 

A quiet thief.
And I did not s...

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Little Egret

There’s a white bird that visits me
when no one is looking-
no warning, without wing beat
just there, like a feeling
I wasn’t meant to keep.

It helped me learn things about myself
without a single word spoken.
Like how silence sits heavy
how it seeps
how it teaches you to want quietly
even when broken.

People see me, they think I’m just watching the water
still life, small ripple...

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I Am Still Here

Someday, I want to do more than just exist.
I want to live
without apologising for it
without begging for permission.
Perhaps some freedom from my own thoughts
and that constant mental battle of attrition. 
However, for now
I am just here.

I've been lost in waves of silence,
drowned beneath the weight of it all, 
I've stood toe to toe with the edge of cliffs
knowing just how far there...

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