I once lost my voice.
I thought getting it back would give me the words.
It didn’t.
I can speak now. I can say almost anything.
Just not the things that live deepest inside me.
So I draw. I write. I create.
Not because I have nothing to say, but because some things become smaller the moment you give them words.
Some feelings don’t want to be explained.
They just stay. Quietly. Somewhere inside.
And maybe I keep creating because leaving them there would be even harder.
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