A quiet moment by still water.
The cliffs stand firm, their reflections soft.
The ache, once sharp, softens into memory.
No words are needed—only reflection,
as light and shadow cradle the soul
in a silence that does not forget, but forgives.
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A quiet moment by still water.
The cliffs stand firm, their reflections soft.
The ache, once sharp, softens into memory.
No words are needed—only reflection,
as light and shadow cradle the soul
in a silence that does not forget, but forgives.
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