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ephraimm

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Midnight Letters

Midnightletters prompt 21// Death of Baahubali source The death of Baahubali is something I simply cannot forget. No matter how much time passes, the scene keeps retur

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9 months ago

Midnight Letters

Midnightletters prompt #19// what I do only when it's midnight Hi hivers for me, at midnight everyone else is asleep. Everyone else is gone. And here I am controller in hand, lights low, screen glowing like it knows I belong

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9 months ago

ThoughtfulDailyPost

Running through my thoughts Sometimes I wonder how much of our lives we truly live consciously. We go about our days in routines waking up, working, scrolling through feeds, checking off tasks—but rarely…

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9 months ago

Midnight Letters

Midnightletters prompt #17// ADDICTED TO PEAKD [Image Source](

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9 months ago

Those years in school [Image Source](

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9 months ago

Our world today **We are more connected than any generation before us, yet many people feel deeply alone. Screens glow brighter while hearts grow heavier, and in the middle of progress…

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9 months ago

Today's reflection so far The morning arrives without explanation. No apology for yesterday, no demand for answers. It simply opens its eyes and waits for me to do the same. In this quiet hour, before the…

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9 months ago

Daniel's thought: fake it till you make it *From the outside, Daniel’s life looked complete. ‎Every morning, he posted a photo coffee by the window, clean shirt, calm caption. Grateful for today. ‎Every weekend, there…

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9 months ago

Mystery of money What's in for these money we are struggling for? Image generated by chatgpt Money feels simple, paper, numbers, alerts on a phone but the mystery around it r

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9 months ago

Midnight Letters

Midnight letter prompt #16 //My love experience: Love in the sight(Love Poem) Love did not ask for permission. ‎It entered quietly— ‎Between two breaths, ‎Between who I was ‎And who I was becoming. ‎Love was not perfect hands ‎Or flawless words. ‎It…

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