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She does not speak
because the moment is already speaking.
The world leans toward noise,
but she leans toward holding.
A bird trusts her chest
more than the sky.
Flowers bloom near her
without asking why.
If you wonder what strength looks like
when it refuses armor,
this is it.
Still.
Open.
Unafraid of tenderness.