
In shadows deep where silence grows,
A hidden spark begins to glow.
Though nights are long and stars feel far,
Hope still dances in every scar.
The quiet ache, the silent fight,
Are seeds that bloom in morning light.
So walk the dark with steady grace —
Your light was born to find its place.
About the Creator
Angelina Reen
Penning down my thoughts, stories, and lessons to inspire and bring joy. Join me on my journey of self-discovery!

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