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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required You have dissolved into the infinite-leaving faint traces along a shadowed riverbank, where time lingers, buried in the depths of fading echoes. A mist-drenched dawn, with its frail crimson glow upon the horizon, whispers your name-a voiceless summons drifting through the wind. The fallen leaves remember the forgotten chronicles of vanished seasons; within their gentle descent rests the weariness of days left forever unspoken. From the ashes of a body merged with earth, an unwritten life begins to bloom; silent roots stretch outward, toward an unvoiced resurrection. Now the stars keep you company. Upon the tips of grass, within the folds of dew, your existence finds its true translation. You have left an empty space, where words refuse to be born and remain forever folded in quietude. The thoughts you never uttered settled in the hidden chambers of the soul; unheard, they continue to echo through the unseen inner world. I lose myself within this transition, crossing horizons into another realm, where memory and the present dissolve into the same shade. I remember your face-like an indescribable light that lingers, deep within the darkness of my eyes. At every turning of life, within every fracture, it is you I seek-as though only in losing can one truly find. Perhaps there, the roads that never return still awaken in the name of coming home.
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