A Dead Star
I see myself in every fading star—still searching for light, hope, and faith to shine again. Each spark reminds me to live, not just exist.
I see myself in every fading star—still searching for light, hope, and faith to shine again. Each spark reminds me to live, not just exist.
A young girl’s courage in confinement reminds us — learning and hope can survive even in darkness.
In the quiet I once feared, I finally found myself. Alone, yet never lonely, I learned to come home to me