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Love, Loss and Memory

I said Goodbye

“A whisper carried through a thousand unsteady mornings.”

November 2, 2025 2 min read Poetry

I said goodbye once, but I have been whispering itin a thousand quite unsteady mornings,wordlessly, ever since, to you.

I  d o  a d m i r e  you.

I  d on 't  w an t  u  t o  g o.

But I whisper e d  i t,andsaid goodbye.

Dua Fatima
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