In fractured light, where shadows fall,
I see the echoes of a call.
A heart once whole, now torn apart,
The cracks reveal the wounded heart.
His eyes, once bright with dreams and hope,
Now wander lost, no longer cope.
Each step a struggle, each breath a sigh,
The broken him beneath the sky.
A silent plea beneath the cloud.
Yet in the cracks, a strength does lie,
A fragile hope that dares to fly.
Though broken now, the spirit’s flame,
Can mend the wounds and heal the pain.
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Abbas
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