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"So," is where something begins after it has already been felt. It follows listening, understanding, and the quiet moments where thoughts finally start to form. It is the word that carries everything left unsaid before it, and gently moves it forward. In the same way, every letter in this book emerges from that space, where emotions, memories, and perspectives don't appear out of nowhere, but grow from something that was already there. It may seem simple, but it holds the essence of this entire collection.So... turn the page.you checked your pulse to prove you're fine,but nothing there was real;a borrowed beat, a practiced breath,a body you could feel,but not the part that used to ache,not what you used to know;just something dim beneath your skinrefusing you a flow.your thoughts returned in patient loops,same lines, same undertow;a mind that learned to circle pain and never let it go.it didn't break, it stayed and stayed,too quiet to be known;an emotional paralysisyou carried on your own.so twenty three hearts reached out,without knowing your name,and wrote you letters anyway,as if they felt the same..some lines will hurt, some will bruise slow,some will stay where it aches and refuse to let gobut some will feel like the sun, soft as it turns,close enough to warm you, but not to burn..

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Pagina's: 146, Paperback, Notion Press