Abstract
our open page
Folder:
mypoeticside We begin with simple words,
not heavy with symbols or riddles,
just a steady rhythm of voices
gathering in one place.
The page is wide enough for all of us,
its quiet waiting to be filled.
Each line is a step forward,
each pause a chance to listen.
We write to share,
to make something together
that feels like a hand extended,
a small light carried into the evening.
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