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Poems
A collection of quiet whispers, reflecting on memory, the land, and the stories we carry within us.
Memory
The Old Wood
The mist clings to the silver peak,
Where history's voice is low and deep.
An echo of a time once known,
In every branch and every stone.
The Sea
Salt & Song
The rhythm of the turquoise deep,
Where ancients buried secrets leap.
A song upon the moonlit sand,
The pulse of salt against the land.
Peace
Night Lanterns
The moon is but a silver door,
To those who walked the earth before.
Their light is found in swaying leaves,
In every breath the garden weaves.
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