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L’étoile…

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L’étoile, un symbole de lumière dans l’obscurité infinie du ciel. Depuis mon enfance, le spectacle des étoiles a toujours éveillé en moi une fascination profonde. Leur éclat dans la nuit représente l’espoir, une lueur d’optimisme dans l’obscurité grandissante. Quand le soleil se couche et que la fraîcheur de la nuit s’installe, ce sont les étoiles et la lune qui prennent le relais, observant silencieusement le monde depuis les hauteurs du firmament. Leur présence apaise l’âme et éveille en nous une profonde admiration pour leur beauté intemporelle. Ce soir, une sensation de solitude m’envahit. J’avais besoin de ta présence, de ta … Continue reading L’étoile…

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Courage  

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Fear was like always dreaming of abysses, a constant presence lurking in the shadows of her mind. But in her dreams, she found a strange kind of bravery, a courage that only emerged when she closed her eyes. On the edge of herself, she saw a fearless young woman, falling into the uncertainties that plagued her waking hours. In the stillness of the night, she hurled herself into the abysses that called out to her, grappling with the truths that seemed just out of reach. But when morning came, she was forced to confront the harsh realities of daily life, … Continue reading Courage  

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Freedom

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The fear of being free, a paradoxical notion that lingers in the depths of our consciousness. It breeds pride in the comfort of enslavement, a safety in the familiar shadows of the cave. We have grown accustomed to the chains that bind us, finding solace in the certainty of our confinement. But as time passes, the facade begins to crumble, and the falsehood of our surroundings becomes painfully clear. We yearn to break free, to run, to soar into the boundless sky of liberty. Yet, the chains that hold us are not made of iron but of our own minds, … Continue reading Freedom

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Do not blame me …

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Do not blame me for my lack of rhyme, for my verses flow freely like a meandering river, unpredictable and wild. I am but a silly poet, a novice in the art of weaving words into perfect harmony. My lines may be obtuse, crooked, and unrefined, but they carry the weight of my emotions, untamed and unapologetic. I wander among the realms of mental songs and poems, my passion burning like a fierce flame in the depths of my being. My love is restless, constant, and unyielding, like a thunderstorm raging inside me. It cannot be contained or silenced, it … Continue reading Do not blame me …

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From far away

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I love the far away and the mirage, the unreachable dreams that dance on the horizon. I am drawn to the deep, the turbulent torrents, and the desolate deserts. My soul is filled with a beautiful madness, a fire that burns bright in the darkness. I raise my madness like a beacon, guiding me through the blackest of nights. I am not afraid to feel the rain, the blood, and the songs on my lips. I embrace the chaos, the rawness of life, and I reject pious intentions and false comforts. No one can dictate my path, no one can … Continue reading From far away

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Manoel

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Manoel, a simple man, evoked sacrifice, hard work, pain, and punishment. My father defied the challenges of this difficult life, reshaping his name to be strong and voracious. He revered work, simplicity, and selflessness throughout his life. A naive soul, not tainted by malice, even though at times we couldn’t understand his contrite soul. In a rush, he ran to everything, he was his own impulse. Perhaps he was marked by an urgency he didn’t know. We never really know what drives us, but my father was driven by good deeds, analyzing now after years with my experience. He made … Continue reading Manoel

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Despite the challenges we face there is always a reason to hope

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Because every tear shed Is a testament to strength a reminder of the capacity to feel and the courage to endure. Because even in the darkest of nights There is still a star that shines a beacon of possibility guiding the way to a brighter tomorrow. Because every struggle endured Is a step towards growth a lesson in perseverance and a testament to the human spirit. Because in the face of adversity there is always a reason to believe in the power of resilience and the beauty of a new beginning. Because even in pain there is the promise of … Continue reading Despite the challenges we face there is always a reason to hope

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If I never see your eyes …

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If the day comes when I can no longer gaze into your eyes, I will not let our memories fade into the abyss of time. Instead, I will take your picture and release it into the vast expanse of the sky. I will shatter it into countless fragments, each one a glimmering shard of our shared moments. These fragments will ascend, becoming celestial beacons in the velvet canvas of night. They will scatter across the heavens, igniting the darkness with their luminous presence. Each piece will dance among the stars, weaving a tapestry of our love, a constellation of our … Continue reading If I never see your eyes …

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I am not …

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I am not a delicate flower, easily crushed by the weight of the world. I am not made of fragile things, easily shattered by the touch of a careless hand. I will not be confined to the expectations of others, forced to conform to their ideals of femininity. I will not be adorned with daisies and paraded down the riverbank, a mere decoration for someone else’s pleasure. I am not a delicate ornament to be displayed and admired. I am wild and untamed, unapologetically myself. I will not be bound by the constraints of society’s standards of beauty. I will … Continue reading I am not …

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If you want …

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If you want, if you can, if you know, tell me about yourself. Unveil the layers of your being, the essence that lies beneath the facade of people and places. Share with me your loves, whether they are tangible or reside within the chambers of your heart. Tell me about the things that make your soul dance and your laughter ring out like a melody. Speak of dreams that have stood the test of time, remaining fresh and vibrant in the landscape of your mind. Tell me of the part of you that has not forgotten the path of joy, … Continue reading If you want …