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Dreams burn gold, then turn to ash.  
Life whispers lies in mornings’ light.  
Bright hopes fade under shadowed skies.  
Aching hearts learn the weight of night.  

Coins clang harsh in the hollow hand.  
Truth grits like sand between our teeth.  
Trade dreams yet, though dull they seem.  
This is life, begin, or let it die.
Oh God, the world becomes your mirror.  
Each fleeting beauty fades to you alone.  
Fierce, flawless, your presence rewrites the air.  
My heart hums a hymn only you compose.
The weight still lingers, burdens remain.  
Years of giving, silent, unclaimed.  
Not greed, just kindness I implore  
A touch to heal, restore once more.  

Soft hands to soothe this aching tide,  
Yet empty space is what’s supplied.  
The smallest ask, a tender plea,  
Too vast a world to give to me.
They spoke of time, a gentle salve,  
As days dissolved, no calm to have.  
The ache persists, a shadow grows,  
Beneath its weight, the spirit bows.  

Each hour stretches, thin as thread,  
A whispering doubt inside my head.  
Patience fractures, a fragile glass,  
Yet still I wait, and let time pass.
How can one breathe without you?  
The stars dim, the world falls still.  
A dreamless void where love once burned, Each step heavier than the last.  

Nadoush, I call, though silence stays.  
God, mend the paths we cannot see.  
A love unbroken, though time denies.  
I love you, always endlessly.
Don’t cry for me; I have only died in name:
I am still here, beside you, flame to flame.
My body rests: my soul moves near
so shed no more a grieving tear.
I am the snowflake that kisses your nose,
the frost that nibble-soft on sleeping toes.
I am the morning sun that wakes you light,
the star that keeps you from the night.
I am the rain that cools the thirsty earth,
the laughter that returns to give you mirth.
I am the bird that lifts its song on high,
the cloud that drifts across the open sky.
I am the thought that quietly threads your days.
Goodbye for now
I am with you, always.
I am the breeze within your hair,  
The whispered song that says I care.  
The moonlit glow that steeps the night,  
A beacon sure, your guiding light.  

I am the roots that hold you fast,  
The fleeting days that turn too vast.  
In every shadow, every hue,  
I live within, alive in you.
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