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THE WHITE NOTEBOOK
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Emerged from misplaced hopes and the need to be chosen, The White Notebook lives in the stillness that remains, where staying reveals more than the search.

Lines from the in-between.
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Black text on a white square background: Note I am not lost in the waiting, but found, as if the stillness is where I always meant to be.
November 29, 2025 at 5:08 PM
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Black text on a white square background: Fragment We didn’t speak. We didn’t smile. But when your eyes met mine, something opened— not fate, not even hope. Just a direction I didn’t know I needed.
November 27, 2025 at 5:27 PM
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The full version waits here →
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November 25, 2025 at 12:53 PM
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Letters from the in-between →
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A white square with a short poem in black text: I’ve stopped reaching for what we used to be, though the echo of it still lingers — maybe this is acceptance, or maybe it’s another form of waiting.
November 23, 2025 at 3:05 PM
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White square with black text. The image shows a short note: “The mind invents what it needs to continue. If she is my invention, she is also my direction.”
November 18, 2025 at 6:28 PM
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Note You tell yourself it’s over, that you’ve moved on. But some places live inside you, lingering in the quiet, waiting for your return.
November 14, 2025 at 6:10 PM
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Fragment There was a time before you, but it feels like fiction now, like a place I left long ago and can never return to.
November 13, 2025 at 5:40 PM
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Note We met in the silence between two storms, as if the universe paused to see what we might become. It left us unfinished.
November 12, 2025 at 5:22 PM
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Reflection. You think of solitude not as absence, but as a building you’ve been constructing your whole life, one thoughtful brick at a time. You build not to hide, but to create space for yourself, a place where silence feels like... home.
November 11, 2025 at 5:10 PM
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November 10, 2025 at 5:11 PM
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November 8, 2025 at 5:37 PM
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