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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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In the wind of time

In the Wind of Time

In the wind of time, our whispers stay,
Soft as dawn that kisses night away,
Your name drifts close, a tender chime,
Etched in my heart, beyond all time.

We walk through hours, hand in hand,
Two shadows sewn by fate’s design,
Each breath a vow we never planned,
Yet always knew would intertwine.

When seasons turn and stars resign,
My love will rise, a constant sign—
Forever yours, my truth, my rhyme,
Still breathing warm in time’s own wind.
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