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At midnight hearts begin to speak, The strong grow fragile, lost, and weak. The silence opens every door, To hidden truths we can’t ignore. Midnight confessions softly fall, Like shadows dancing on the wall. The words we hide through all the day, Find moonlit courage on their way. “I miss you” sounds much more sincere, When only stars are left to hear. And broken souls stop wearing masks, Beneath the night that never asks. Perhaps the dark was always kind, A place where truth could breathe and shine. For hearts speak loudest after scars, In whispered talks beneath the stars.
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Crystal Water - Poem

 Crystal Water


The morning laughs in crystal streams,
sunlight dances in watery dreams,
each droplet sings a silver song—
inviting all to come along.

The brook runs free with wild delight,
kissing stones in gentle flight,
it sparkles clear, it twirls and sways,
a mirror to the golden days.

Children's laughter echoes near,
their giggles pure, their spirits clear,
toes dipped in the icy blue,
a splash of magic, bold and true.

The dragonflies in shimmered flight,
write verses in the summer light,
as butterflies go floating by—
small miracles beneath the sky.

Crystal water, bright and kind,
washes worry from the mind,
it hums of peace, it hums of play,
and carries all the gloom away.

So come and drink the joy it gives,
where nature laughs, the spirit lives,
in crystal water, life feels new—
a shining world, a sky of blue.



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