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I lived in silence, lost and small,
No echo rose to heed my call.
The world moved fast, I stood behind,
A stranger to my own tangled mind.
My tears would speak, but none could hear,
Each dream was bright, then disappeared.
Then words arrived — soft, undefined,
They touched the corners of my mind.
They held my pain, yet set it free,
A secret hand that guided me.
Now ink and breath together blend,
Where broken thoughts and meanings mend.
I wandered lost in silent seas,
With thoughts unshaped, yet wild and free,
I did not seek — they came to be,
And life began when words found me.
This was written by our contributing writer, Habibul Bashar.
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