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Echoes of Resilience: Poetry in Motion
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They never told us how heavy silence could be. How it drips down your throat like unspoken prayers, settling in your chest, waiting for a voice brave enough to break it. We carry laughter in cracked jars, dreams in pockets stitched with doubt, love pressed thin like letters never mailed. Still, we walk. Still, we rise. Even when the world measures our worth in fragments. We are the echo of grandmothers’ songs, the rhythm of fathers’ hands on tables, the heartbeat of children who learn to dream out loud. We are not broken—we are unfolding. We are not shadows—we are
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Pyschedelic
art, surreal
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Priya
