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How does the sound of light appear, If silence suddenly could hear? Perhaps like gold on ocean waves, Or dawn inside forgotten caves. Maybe it sings through autumn trees, A silver hymn upon the breeze. A fragile echo, soft and bright, The hidden pulse beneath all light. I heard it once in someone’s laugh, A warmth that split my soul in half. A quiet spark, a tender fire, Awakening each lost desire. And since that day I understand, Not every song is made by hand. Some melodies are born above… The sound of light, the voice of love.
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Sometimes

 Sometimes I wish you were here—not just behind a screen, not somewhere unreachable, somewhere beyond touch, beyond feel, beyond sight. Sometimes I yearn to watch your eyes gently close as you drift off to sleep, to hear your lips softly whisper "goodnight."

I wish I could gently caress your hair as sleep draws me closer, feeling comforted by your steady breathing—slow, calm, trusting, and full of hope. Perhaps you're dreaming of us, intertwined in dreams sweeter than reality.

Sometimes I long to feel the warmth of your body pressed close against mine, reassuring and tender. Yet, all I have is emptiness beside me, a cold pillow, and darkness filling the night. The screen remains dark, no longer illuminated by your messages that once brought warmth and joy.

These sleepless nights are filled with thoughts, wonderings, and silence. But amidst the quiet, your absence speaks loudest of all, echoing gently in my heart.

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