Weekend Writing Prompt #468
In response to: https://wp.me/p4hb99-2PJ
“Thunderstorm” ⛈️✨
A Thunderstorm arrived before dusk, wild with silver lightning and skies heavy with unspoken things.Rain tapped secrets against the windows while the wind rearranged old fears.
By morning, silence returned—cleaner somehow, as though the storm had carried away what my heart no longer needed to hold , air clearer, feeling strangely renewed.
With love
— Maggie The Afterlove Voice 💫
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