Tag: MemoryAndTime
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A Conversation I Still Replay in My Head: The Conversation That Never Learned to End #WriteAPageADay
Some conversations do not end when the voices fall silent. They linger like heat in stone after sunset, replaying themselves in the quiet hours, reshaping who we are each time we listen again. This poem traces one such exchange—intimate, unfinished, and slowly expanding into a meditation on memory, gravity, and the vastness that listens back.…
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