Life Reflections
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The Pen Is No Longer Mine
I once authored my own world. Now life holds the pen, and I live by pages I never chose. Now the chapters arrive unannounced. Responsibilities replace possibilities, and choices narrow into obligations. I wake up inside sentences I didnโt draft, learning to read between lines written by loss, delay, and unanswered prayers. Yet even here, Read more
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๐๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ซ smile ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ฌ?
People like to say, โIโd rather cry in a mansion than smile in the gutters,โ and they repeat it like itโs wisdom. Read more
