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7d
This year is destined to be unlike any other,
Full of gains, yet marked by quiet losses.

There are moments brimming with anticipation,
And fears of letting something precious slip away.
There are silent guardians watching over,
And blessings whispered softly into the wind.

I find myself waiting for something unknown,
Unsure of what it might be.
Yet, I wish to wait a little longer...
Just a little longer...
Perhaps, something extraordinary might truly arrive.

As I look back on the path we've traveled,
I hope only to leave behind hope,
Without asking for anything in return.
Let us continue this journey together,
Bound by a wordless understanding.
Everything is felt,
And nothing needs to be spoken.
Let us keep walking this way...
Always...
For 576
Michael Leo
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Michael Leo
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