Your worries wrap 'round my heart, a familiar ache, Like whispers of doubt in the morning's quiet wake. When your mind races, mine stumbles along, Chasing shadows, but together we're strong. We'll breathe slow-count three-and let fears slip away, My worries are yours, but so's the new day
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Author:
ROSHI (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 6th, 2025 05:47
- Category: Reflection
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