A moment of care marked, nothing more.
Poetry
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A woman whose quiet warmth steadies the surrounding space.
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He carries kindness the way others carry breath.
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Name tried to fold me up, but I kept walking.
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She spoke soft and peace followed.
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The silence after everything breaks.
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For every quiet kindness, for every bit of love that shaped a life, thank you.
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This was written for Kevin’s (https://thebeginningatlast9.com) “No Theme Thursday!”
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Let them be wrong. I stay steady.
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The call ended. I stood anyway.