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I wore a name onceโlike a threadbare coat in winter,stitched by hands that never stayed.
And love, this heart chants his name,a murmured hymn threading the vast cathedral of stars,its resonance circling the celestial spheresโa cosmic echo cradled in the marrow of me.
The way he assures the world in meโI never doubted.Not once.Not even in the silencebetween our breaths.
You loved in full colorโlike spring spilling over the edges,like sunsets that bled into starlight,like hope that never asked to be returned.
Hey, Dear Souls!
Introductionthe stars i counted in these sleepless nights reached the limit above loveโthese words are born out then.
"Her Love" is not the love she receivedโitโs the love she gave, even when it wasnโt returned.
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