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Silent Storm
My love for him will never fade,
In silent hope, my heart has stayed.
He spoke of love, yet couldn’t see
The aching storm that lived in me.
I cried alone through endless night,
While he slept soundly, lost in light.
What kind of love just walks away—
While one is torn, the other stays?
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Athira Antony
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