Echoes Of Survival
by PanteaAEW
Sometimes, in the loudest days of life, the only thing that saves us from falling apart is a sound still alive within us a quiet voice that never truly disappears, only steps back until we’re ready to hear it again. Perhaps we all reach a point where we must find our own cloud within the storms; a place where, for a brief moment, the world’s noise fades and we can hear the music of our own hearts, pure and unfiltered. And maybe in that moment we realize something has always been there not lost, not distant, only forgotten. Something like wings we once knew we had, that return not only to lift us, but to keep us alive.
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