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this is one of my poems translated in english I hope you like it:
There are things that do not come when you call them.
They come when you are ready to hear them without speaking.
Patience is not stillness.
It is walking through the dark,
with a light inside you that no one else can see.
It does not count time.
It does not wait with anxiety,
It holds neither clocks nor calendars.
Patience is a silent devotion.
A voiceless faith,
A feeling that asks for no space to stand —
It simply continues.
It exists.
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Marie
Nice, it's cool
thanksss
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Ronbonco
I love this so much!
Great work ^^
thank youuu<3
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