One Page at a Time
Thursday, Jun 11, 2026
Afternoon light falls on the wooden table,
A gentle wind lets my heart rest.
The whole wide world doesn’t need to hurry,
Let the passing time do the rest.
A single book lies open before me,
Coffee slowly turning cold.
Some questions still have no answers,
But that’s alright, I’m told.
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Cheka Aisya
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