Unfound, Yet Fully Aliveby HoizonThey passed by.
They saw the light,
but not the face.
They heard the silence,
but not the scream.
This is the place where I stayed —
unfound, yet fully alive.
I was never gone.
Just unseen.
A shadowed face, the unseen parts of us — emotions buried too deep, truths too quiet.
A landscape too alive, wild like life.
Teeth clenched, not in anger — but in memory. There’s a tension between expression and silence.
And the halo? Not holiness — but a trace of identity, a glow only seen when someone dares to truly look.
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