A Silent Ache
The Gentle Echo
A shadow falls where laughter used to bloom,
A quiet space, now filled with silent gloom.
The memories linger, a bittersweet refrain,
A tender ache, a love that will remain.
The Unseen Thread
Though miles may stretch and seasons come and go,
A part of them within my spirit flows.
A whispered promise, carried on the breeze,
A love that binds, through all the changing seas.
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