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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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Hand in hand

Hand in Hand

Hand in hand, we cross the night,
Two silhouettes in borrowed light,
The world may shift, the stars may land,
But still we walk, hand in hand.

Hand in hand, through joy and ache,
Through choices made and hearts that break,
Through whispered dreams that never planned,
We learned the strength of hand in hand.

Hand in hand, when dawn appears,
When days grow loud and full of fears,
We hold our ground, we make our stand—
Because we’re fused, hand in hand.
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