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Character Aesthetic

He is not silence,
but the sound just before it breaks.
A man made of stone on the outside,
and smoldering ash within.
Bound by blood,
but aching for something unnamed.

She folds her dreams like sarees—
neatly, quietly, and with care.
Her love is patient, her pain is polite.
A flower pressed between two pages:
forgotten by time,
but still fragrant.

SHREE

Born in the dark,
but shining like light.
They judged her story,
but never saw her heart.
They called her lost—
but she grew strong through every struggle

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