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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...

What Am I looking for? - poem

What Am I Looking For?

Why do I search for passing light
In every morning, every night?
Why can my heart not fall asleep,
When all it wants is something deep?

Between the hunger and the ache,
Between what’s real and dreams that wake,
Why can my soul not fly again,
Beyond the borders of this pain?

I’m looking for what I hold near—
A touch, a voice, a presence dear,
A familiar hand I somehow know,
A warmth I cannot quite let go.

Why does this feeling never end?
Why does it hurt, yet somehow mend?
What knocks upon my restless mind,
Like something lost I need to find?

Where is that feeling? Where’s that night?
Where is the spark, the missing light?
What is this longing, strange and true?
What is my heart still searching through?


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