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Dear Life....
<p>Dear Zindagi,</p><p>I wrote letters to you, unsigned, unsent,</p><p>spilling my fears on unmade beds,</p><p>my heart folding into corners where only shadows lived.</p><p><br/></p><p>The city hummed outside my window,</p><p>lamps flickering like promises I could not keep,</p><p>and I counted mistakes as if they were stars,</p><p>wishing one would fall and rewrite my story.</p><p><br/></p><p>Then he spoke softly,</p><p>words like lanterns lighting rooms I had locked,</p><p>and I realized healing is not a storm</p><p>but a quiet hand held in the dark.</p><p><br/></p><p>I learned that courage wears patience,</p><p>that growth smells like rain on concrete,</p><p>that life does not demand perfection,</p><p>only the bravery to try again.</p><p><br/></p><p>Love began not with hearts racing,</p><p>but with hearts willing to stay,</p><p>to stumble, to breathe,</p><p>to hold and be held</p><p>even in silence.</p><p><br/></p><p>Dear Zindagi,</p><p>you arrived in whispers,</p><p>not shouts,</p><p>teaching me that being alive</p><p>is an art,</p><p>and surviving oneself</p><p>is the masterpiece.</p>
Dear Life....
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