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The Window King
He’s not asleep.Not really.Just somewhere betweena nap and a dreamwhere birds flap slowand the sun hums soft. One paw dangling—like… READ MORE
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What Will I Be?
She digs.Not just dirt—but thoughts.Dreams.Questions. The sun’s warm,the flowers are loud with colour,and her hands are busybut her mind’s somewhere… READ MORE
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Still Side by Side
They started small—bare feet on summer pavement,arms slung around each otherlike it was the most natural thing in the world.… READ MORE
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Missed Connection
They ran too late; the train pulled free,A shrug, a sigh—what will be, will be.But fate, that rogue with a… READ MORE
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Embrace the Journey
A boy walks down…a golden path. Each day — a gift,both bright… and vast. A chance to cherish…brave… and hold.… READ MORE
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Reflections on Life
Self‑Discovery and Identity — “What Was and What Will Be
The Future You Create
The future waits in quiet clay,
Shaped by the hands that work today.No distant star can chart your way,
Like choices made along the day.Each step becomes tomorrow’s view,
By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)
The future lives in what you do.
Poetry of Life 