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The Unseen Map
She carries maps that no one else can read,
Of where the winter coats are, and the seed
For gardens she will never sit to see,
Planting shade for someone else's tree.
Her love is not a lightning bolt or flare,
But the patient folding of the laundry chair.
The Quiet Anchor
When the world is loud and the tides are high,
She is the tet... See more
Sambo Daniella
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The Unfinished Bridge.
The gap was wide, a chasm carved by pride,
Where shadows stretched and weary spirits sighed.
We gathered stones of merit, tall and grand,
But they were swallowed by the shifting sand.
No ladder built of law could reach the height,
No candle flicker pierce the heavy night.
Sambo Daniella
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The circuit hums a steady tune,
Beneath the glow of a digital moon.
A pulse of light, a spark of code,
To travel down a silent road.
The city breathes in iron and glass,
Watching the tireless seasons pass,
Where shadows stretch on pavement stone,
And seeds of quiet dreams are sown.
A river winds through valleys deep,
While all the restless mounta... See more
