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I'll Dance With Dawn And Whisper With The Stars.

I'll dance with dawn and whisper with the stars.

-Flynn Caulfield

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Though Our Paths May Not Have Crossed In The Tangible Realm, The Poem Serves As A Bridge, A Whisper Of

Though our paths may not have crossed in the tangible realm, the poem serves as a bridge, a whisper of shared souls. In its verses, I see echoes of a connection that transcends time, a tapestry woven from the threads of our very being. And though specific memories may elude my grasp, the poemโ€™s essence, a testament to the boundless capacity for connection, burns brightly within, a beacon guiding me towards you.

Perhaps, like characters in a story yet to be written, our destinies intertwined before the ink touched the page. Perhaps our souls recognized each other across the chasm of time, drawn together by an invisible force. The poem, then, becomes a map, tracing the contours of a bond older than words, leading us onwards to a meeting written in the stars.

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"Unveiling the Soul's Tapestry", a monologue by Flynn Caulfield


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10 months ago

New Year's Eve

The clock strikes midnight

and the world celebrates

Fireworks fill the sky

and laughter rings out.

But for me

the night is cold and lonely

I watch the festivities from afar

my heart aching with longing.

You are with your new lover

smiling and laughing.

I am alone

curled up in the darkness.

I know that I should be happy for you

but I can't help but feel sad

I miss you

and I wish that we were together.

I close my eyes and dream

of a better day

A day when we are together again

and the world is full of joy.

เผบโ€เผป

ยฉ Flynn Caulfield


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