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Shattered Glass
I held you close, my fragile dream,
But love was sharp, a broken seam.
Now memories cut like shattered glass,
Each piece a shard, a wound that lasts.
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Francisca
Hi everyone my name is Francisca i am a writer and also I also love cooking.With a passion for exploring the complexities of life through fiction,I bring characters to life in a way that feels both relatable and profound.
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