keberanian dalam keheningan
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Detergent in the Air
The message lingers, unsent, in digital air
A pause, like the scent of detergent
From the laundry kiloan belowEmpathy folds into the fabric of silence
Words dissolve, unneeded, into the ether
For longing does not demand return
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The Stopped Clock
The clock halted at twelve,
a silent witness on the wall.
I closed the laptop,
left unsaved thoughts
in the quiet room.Time paused, yet I moved
through the echoes of past days.
Bravery whispered softly,
not to reclaim what was gone,
but to embrace the stillness.