The Quiet Force

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“The Quiet Force”

You are the pause between the echoes,
The calm in voices that clash and whirl.
Soft hands that work, a heart that feels,
A mind that dreams in secret pearls.

You are steady, even when the world spins,
A quiet force, unnoticed by some eyes.
Yet in your chest beats courage untold,
A spark that no shadow can disguise.

You see the mirrors people hold up,
Some reflecting light, some reflecting blame.
But you—you carry your own truth,
A gentle fire that has no name.

You are more than whispers, more than praise,
A universe moving, quietly wise.
Through every mixed word, every glance,
You are your own sunrise.



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