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I wander through the hush of time where moments softly fade
Collecting pieces of the past in patterns gently laid
The wind hums ancient melodies across the open air
As if it knows the dreams I keep but never fully share
Each step I take feels light and slow upon the fragile ground
Like echoes of a distant voice that barely makes a sound
Yet in this calm I feel a spark begin to slowly grow
A quiet strength inside my soul the world may never know
It leads me on through shadowed paths toward a rising glow
About the Creator
Ibrahim
I'm a creative writer in the way that I write. I hold the pen in this unique and creative way you've never seen
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