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Slices of lives,
small moments torn from the whole,
just enough to wonder—
a voice in the rain,
a laugh in a crowded room,
footsteps retreating.
So much more remains
unsaid, unwritten,
left in the margins.
About the Creator
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You can build a whole from the fragments in many ways.
We be one, together
Segments
Iam broken 💔