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Mirage
There comes a time in every life when desire turns to light — not revelation, but the hollow shimmer that dances over sand. The mirage. It is the moment when every pursuit of the heart, every sacred question, dissolves not into failure, but into unanswerability. The thirst remains, but the water becomes idea. You begin to understand that most of what we chase was never meant to be found.
Once, I believed that love was a destination. I believed that the heart, if sincere enough, could find the spring. But sincerity has no geography. We wander with our maps drawn on water — every plan…
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