My essence, a wall of pain
steadfast amid cold, coarse scorn,
fostering a light of hope
somewhere, must be love.
©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

My essence, a wall of pain
steadfast amid cold, coarse scorn,
fostering a light of hope
somewhere, must be love.
©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

Strong words. I feel the ache in them. Even through pain and hardness, there’s still a spark of hope and I believe love always finds a way to break through.
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