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— Quiet Poet📍 Bangalore

My wife makes two cups of coffee every morning. One for me and one for the photo of her late mother on the shelf. She talks to that photo while stirring the sugar.

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This kind of tenderness is undervalued in a world that rewards loudness. But it's the quiet love that lasts.

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