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There used to be a time where poetry offered no solace, and no matter how loud my mind got I couldn't write. For a long time I believed that I had lost the words, lost my gift. But the words never left me, my voice simply wasn't ready for the strength they carried.
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Jan 28, 2025
Jan 28, 2025 at 9:37 AM UTC
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There used to be a time where poetry offered no solace, and no matter how loud my mind got I couldn't write. For a long time I believed that I had lost the words, lost my gift. But the words never left me, my voice simply wasn't ready for the strength they carried.
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Chinahaoke
24/M/Largo
Jan 28, 2025
Jan 28, 2025 at 9:37 AM UTC
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