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One More Step Sometimes I wonder how many times I've almost given up, how many mornings I woke up feeling tired of trying. How often I whispered that I couldn't do it anymore, yet somehow found the strength to face another day. There are moments when the road seems endless, when every little step feels smaller than the last. I watch others reaching places I'm still dreaming of, and wonder if perhaps I'm simply moving too slowly. But then I think about everything I've already survived. The disappointments, the mistakes, the unexpected turns, the days when I had nothing left but a little hope, and still managed to find my way through the darkness. Maybe courage isn't always about being fearless. Perhaps it's getting up when nobody sees you fall, trying again when your heart is full of doubts, and believing that even the smallest steps matter. And tomorrow, if life feels difficult again, I'll remind myself that I don't need to see the finish line. I onl...
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Where the River ends - Poem

Where the River Ends
by Izabella / Ourin

Where the river ends,
there are no signs—
no stones to mark the hush,
no voices in the reeds
to echo what once was.
It simply fades,
a silver thread
unspooling into the sea,
as if it always knew
it was not meant to stay.
Here, the sky bends lower,
tasting salt,
watching driftwood dream
of mountains it once passed
with pride and speed.
The water, now slow,
cradles secrets—
whispers of footsteps
that danced on its banks,
laughter swept away
by time’s tender tide.
And maybe,
where the river ends,
beginnings wait,
dressed as waves
with arms open wide,
saying:
"Come home. Drift now. Rest."


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