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Midnight confessions

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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A prayer

A PRAYER

O whisper of the dawn, receive my plea,
Let gentle winds protect her silently.
Hold her in warmth when shadows stir and sway,
Guide her with grace along each fragile day.

Let every doubt dissolve like drifting rain,
Heal every hidden corner touched by pain.
Bless her with hope that blooms in purest light,
Wrap her in peace through every silent night.

Grant her a path where kindness always grows,
Where truth is clear and love forever flows.
Let stars unveil the wisdom she must see,
And guard her soul with tender constancy.

This is my vow beneath the silver sky:
To stand beside her, never asking why.
A prayer of moon and heart forever true—
My love, all life I shine for you.


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