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I LOVE TO SPEAK AND LEAVE
“Words unspoken are like shadows at dusk—their absence lingers, haunting, shaping what might have been. After my first debate at law school, I found myself at odds with the words I left unspoken. There is something haunting about what remains unfinished. This is what I wrote that evening.”
I love to speak and then depart,
Leaving words to haunt the heart.
To flee, unbound by whispered dreams,
Deaf to life’s hasty schemes.
I love to leave my verse undone,
With dots where meaning is overrun.
Reflections linger—just behold,
The torment they weave, so bitter, so bold.
Beneath the gossamer veil of speech,
A soulful haven lies to reach.
Amid the throngs of fleeting forms,
Resides the eternal, untouched by storms.