When Love Slips Through Open Hands, We Learn to Let Go, Hoping for Peace, Finding Ourselves Again

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In the quiet moments of dawn’s embrace,
I find whispers of what once was,
The gentle echoes of your love’s trace,
Now fading like the morning’s light pause.

Through the shadows of a lingering past,
Memories dance in a delicate glow,
I hold them close, but they cannot last,
For love’s tender wings must let go.

In the spaces between heartbeats, I find,
A silent strength, a new song to sing,
Releasing the ties that gently bind,
To discover the freedom that letting go brings.

Though the tears may fall like gentle rain,
They nourish the seeds of what’s to come,
From the ashes of love’s sweet refrain,
I rise anew, my heart no longer numb.

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