The Witness

At some point, I stopped trying to outrun my own thoughts

and simply sat beside them.

Until I realized…

I was no longer inside every emotion.

I was simply witnessing it.

This work reflects the quiet act of witnessing

not fixing, not escaping,

just learning to remain present with yourself.

When we step outside the story,

even the loudest moments

begin to feel surprisingly small.

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