letter to be sent
before you arrive
I fold the silence into paper, address it to your absence, and let the ink wander where my voice could not. Every word is a bridge half built across distance, collapsing into the river before you ever arrive. .
PoetryVerse
I fold the silence into paper, address it to your absence, and let the ink wander where my voice could not. Every word is a bridge half built across distance, collapsing into the river before you ever arrive. .
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