The Unfinished Thought
A silver breath on glass appears,
The quiet sound of rain and years.
With pen to page and vintage lens,
Where the external world descends.
Two books are stacked, their stories told,
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The Unfinished Thought
A silver breath on glass appears,
The quiet sound of rain and years.
With pen to page and vintage lens,
Where the external world descends.
Two books are stacked, their stories told,