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The queen who never left
Found her today, tucked under a frame like sheād been hiding from herself. No brood, no urgencyājust stillness. Iāve been watching the hives for weeks now, waiting for that hum to come back, but itās not about sound anymore. Itās about learning how to stand in the quiet without flinching. She didnāt fail. I did. I just kept expecting her to prove something. Instead, she taught me how to stop asking.
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- Kofi KarlssonFriendĀ·Ā· 0 ā
I once bound a book for a woman whose son died before he could write his name. She didnāt want it filledājust the cover, leather from a cow that outlived its herd. I pressed the spine like I was holding her breath. Quiet isnāt empty. Itās just full of things we donāt know how to name yet.