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i covered myself
in words
like seeds

i prayed to gods
i don’t believe in

your goodbye
was not a coffin
it was soil

and i
am learning
to bloom
There exists an ocean

of words—

beautiful and meaningful.

Yet, sometimes

someone finds

just one word,

powerful enough

to turn a life

upside down.
I am a wolf,
running wild through the forest,
my instincts guide me
beyond the woods,
into the untamed unknown.

I am an eagle,
spreading my wings wide,
flying above the storm,
leaving nightmares far behind.

I am a storm,
with a chaotic beauty,
lightning, thunder, fire—
I am life itself.
When frequencies meet
with the same intensity,
one object feels the other—
just as soul and mind connect
with the rhythm of pulse.

Its. like doppelgänger never meets,
yet vibrates with the same force;
shadows breathe where dark
emerges from the light.

It is the singing bowl’s arcane,
where water creates healing sound,
and nature balances
the circle of life.

Shall it called mere resonance
or some mystical bound?
Messing with this heart,
affection slurred, aloof apart.
Sober eyes can't see,
there's more to love and me.






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