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Grace, Forever

If there’s one dress to wear forever,Let it be silk — serene, like quiet air.Smooth ‘n soft, with effortless grace,Perfectly poised for any place. Dark brings depth, composed and bold,Light moves slow, serene and cold.Together they hold dusk and dawn,A dance where day and night are drawn. ⭐Like, share, and subscribe…

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Two Voices, One Soul

Day breaks,Night falls ,Two voices rise inside us all.One seeks reason, clear and bright,One prefers the quiet night. Sunlight stretches,Twilight hides,Each emotion gently collides.Love speaks softly, Anger shouts ,Both are maps, not just doubts. Some things fade,While others gleam,Life rewrites its silent theme.Don’t fear the fire or hush of night,Learn to hold both dark and light. ⭐Like,…

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The Future, Quiet, and Unwritten

The future is quiet, unseen, untold,A mix of fears and dreams we hold.Is it the unknown we dread or crave,A path unlit, a wave, a cave? If there’s a now, there’ll be a next,No need to live in anxious text.Humans worry, it’s what we do,Even about things that may never come true. But maybe the future isn’t to fear,It’s just tomorrow waiting near.So I choose wonder over fright,And let the unknown…

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You’re Not Behind — Your Story Is Just Being Written in a Different Ink

We treat life like a race.By 25, you should have this.By 30, you should be that.And if you’re not there yet, it feels like you’ve missed something — like the train left while you were still figuring out the map. But the thing is, you’re not behind.You’re becoming. Some people bloom early, ‘loud and bright’.Others unfold slowly and quietly, like they just need a little more sun to open…

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Candy Crunch, KitKat Munch

Can’t say it’s the clearest memory… but if I had to trace it back, it would be sweet-sour candies, and of course, KitKat.Those colorful treats remind me of a time when sweetness wasn’t just a flavor — it was a craving, a mini celebration. Even the tiniest piece felt like treasure.And that KitKat crunch?🤭Oh, sacred stuff. It wasn’t an everyday thing, but whenever I got one, it was pure joy. Then…

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Daily Routine: Ctrl+C, Ctrl+V

My daily habits?Hmm… am I living uniquely or just rereading the same old chapter?🤔 Ah, my “daily routine” feels like one long déjà vu.I wake up, remind myself I’m still alive🤪, then fall into the usual loop:Eat. Maybe exercise (depends on my mood). Work. Travel. Overthink. Repeat. And just like that — the day’s done😁 Eventually, it’s bedtime — or as I call it, “playing dead with oxygen still…

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Not All Who Wander Are Lost — Sometimes, We’re Just Living

“Not all those who wander are lost.”At first, it sounds poetic — maybe even cliché. But the more we live, the more it rings true. Some days, we’re chasing one dream. The next, we’re craving a completely different life.Plans change.People shift.Desires evolve.And that’s okay. We aren’t made to move in straight lines.We drift, we rethink, we pause.Like weather, like rivers — always flowing, never…

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Where I’d Wander, If I Could

Thinking about where I’d wander… There’s so much beauty in this world, it makes me want to be a wanderer forever.I might not see it all and that’s okay. But I do have a few places sitting right at the top of my bucket list, and those? I have to explore first. There’s something magnetic about Japan — the balance of tradition and technology, cherry blossoms, ocean life, quiet temples, and that…

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Fallen Sky: Notes of Rain

Raindrops fall like soft piano notes,Composing calm in silver coats.They trace the sky’s forgotten song,And hum where aching hearts belong. They drift through wounds we never named,Where boredom sleeps and thought’s unchained.Clouds murmur low, the rhythm sways,Each drop a breath that clears the haze. On rooftops, they perform their grace,Like dancers lost in time and space.They touch the scars…

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When Silence Feels Like Coming Home: Unplugged

Daily writing promptHow do you know when it’s time to unplug? What do you do to make it happen?View all responses When the world feels too loud,when even sleep doesn’t bring peace,when my emotions cloud my mind — that’s when I unplug. I return to silence, stillness, and simplicity.Only then do I find happy moments worth staying plugged into. When everything outside feels like noise,and even my…

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Still Running: No Warranty, Just Vibes

The oldest thing I still use every day? What else but my mortal, human body… And hey, at least it’s not taxed.😁 Still running.No warranty. No guarantee. No return policy. Just vibes. But let’s be honest — we change. We grow. And slowly, we drift away from parts of ourselves we once held close. Anything new feels vibrant and full of energy. But over time… even the brightest things quietly fade…

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My Favorite Moments? I Thought I Forgot Them.

Some memories don’t have edges—you feel them more than you remember them. Hmm… I can’t exactly remember. There’s a lot of fog in my memory.Maybe I have to live with that fog, maybe I don’t even want to clear it. Just learn to walk through it. But if I had to choose something—or someone—it would be the time I spent with my Social Studies teacher. She was different.Real.The kind of teacher who…

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Let Them Be Wrong About You

There comes a point when you realize, ‘not everyone will get you’.And that’s not a problem you need to solve. People will form opinions about you based on:– moments they’ve witnessed,– things they’ve heard,– or assumptions they’ve stitched together. But most of them haven’t seen the full story.They haven’t walked with you through your battles or seen the choices you made just to keep…

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Between Stars and Stillness

Hmmm… I’m passionate about a lot of things technology, psychology, emotions, the universe, ocean life… even the workings of my own neurons. I’m an endlessly curious creature, wandering between darkness and light. Some days, it’s the mystery of space and time that pulls me in; the vastness of the cosmos, the idea that we’re just tiny specks in something infinite. One day, we might become…

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What We Choose to Express

Expression isn’t just a release; it’s a conversation we’re always having with the world. Every word we speak, every feeling we show, becomes something we hand over, a small offering that ripples outward. What we express doesn’t simply end when it leaves us; it echoes.A single outburst of anger can set off a chain reaction.A quiet act of love can ripple into someone’s day like sunlight through a…

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The Luxury of Freedom

If there’s one luxury I hold so tight,It’s not gold or silk or city light.But the quiet power to choose my way,To live my truth, come what may.Not chained to more, nor lost in race,Just freedom’s breath, a sacred space. No diamond shines quite like the soulThat’s free to wander, dream, and grow whole.Not owned by time or chasing things,But rich with peace that presence brings.In every step, in…

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As I Am

What if I’m ugly?It’s still all me. You call me lazy?Yet I’ve done my work — clearly, quietly. They say I’ll be lost someday?Then don’t come back searching for me. Why should I look like the others?I’d rather look like me. Who will live in this body;if I keep chasing someone else’s reflection? Where does my soul feel alive?Not in their mold — but in my becoming. Tell me, mirror…Can’t you…