Category: Gratitude Journal
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Poem #3
For all the times we tried and fail, my empty cup is pointed towards the sun. Here lies, within, all the humanity I gathered through suffering, All the strength I acquired while happiness filled my veins, Everything I was, once, and I am not anymore. Fighter for light, amidst the darkness, unconquered soul, Eternal traveler,…
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Poem #2
Is not that the worlds dried out in my mouth, Or that the thoughts ceased repeating your name, Or that my heart stopped rushing when hearing your voice. No, is not that my dreams stopped having your face. And that my days grew silent without you. No, is not even the realization that you are…