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Empaths

They feel more.

Grief flows through them
like a river
through open hands.

Sadness
like echoes
in empty chambers.

Chaos
dances
in their veins.

Built to transmute
the dark
into light,

They bear
the weight
of the world’s pain.

Mental storms
rage within,
but in their storm
the earth finds
calm.

🌷(7)

◄ Nocturnal Sway

On Neurodivergence (Inspired by Khalil Gibran) ►

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