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Sitting alone in the breeze, feeling the wind It gripped my soul, like your touch returning after decades. As if I recognized that forgotten warmth carried softly by the air. But slowly… it began to fade, leaving behind a quiet fear in my chest. And then I saw a pearl resting in my palm, as if it had a voice, whispering gently: Wait a little longer… Stay right here… someone will embrace you again. A star appeared— It lit the path ahead with its glow, you walk beside me until the sun would rise again, -Tanuja