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Breathe………………
Each piece was born from a moment of stillness; sometimes the kind that heals, sometimes the kind that hurts.
They trace a journey inward, through tides of memory and self and through the fragile peace that sometimes follows.
Inside these pages, you’ll find the parts of me I rarely show: the twin I wrestle with, the silence I sit beside, the battles that have no audience, and the small victories that go unnoticed.
But they are all fragments of the same voice, reaching toward understanding, towards acceptance.
This collection is not about grand resolutions. It’s about the quiet persistence of being; the breath that returns, the small laugh that escapes between tears, the soft hum that lingers even in silence.
If these words find you in one of those moments where the world feels distant and the self feels divided, I hope they remind you that you’re not alone; that even in solitude, there’s a kind of companionship.
These poems are a record of becoming.
Of breaking.
Of breathing again.