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"Balm"

Cicero said—
friendship doubles joy,
divides grief.

I think of that
when silence grows heavy,
when sadness presses
like stone.

then a friend arrives—
not with answers,
but with presence,
a hand,
a listening.

the weight shifts,
fractioned,
shared.

what was unbearable
becomes bearable,
what was solitary
becomes plural.

this is the balm:
not cure,
not erasure,
but the quiet arithmetic
of hearts in company.

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