Gentle adventures, lyrical verses, and reflective stories — all rooted in curiosity, kindness, and quiet strength.

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Only One


In the end, there can only be one.
There is no room for two.
I am at war with both—
one familiar,
one not.

In the end, it will just be me.
There is no room for two.
The war will consume both,
leaving me alone
for eternity.