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Life in Smallville
The wind blows through the palm trees
like someone passing by without a sound,
but leaves the trace of its presence
in the song of the birds.
The sun is already low,
and the earth, warm, breathes slowly.
Each step is a reminder
that time is a road that doesn't turn back.
Life is made of small gestures:
the worker’s embrace,
the child's smile,
the gaze of the woman who makes a home a...
Tuesday 19th November 2024 4:56 am
Awakening in the Stillness
In the stillness of the morning,
the world awakens softly.
Light spills over the horizon,
casting shadows that dance
among the whispers of leaves.
A bird sings...
its song unfolding like petals,
with each note a breath of possibility,
a promise of an unexplored day,
where the air is thick with dreams.
Footsteps on a winding path,
and each step a choice:
the ground beneath the feet,...
Monday 30th September 2024 5:52 am
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