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07 Ewòr Juòn Aò Kònaan - Ronald Jorkan

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Proposta

Afternoon light slipped through the gap in the curtain,
casting a soft shadow across the bed.

The hospital room was quiet.
I gently closed the book I had been reading
and turned my gaze to the sky outside the window.

Spring skies are always impossibly clear—
as if they could erase every pain from the past.

But now—
I no longer feel the need to pretend those pains never existed.

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That day,
the sound of his knock on the hospital door still echoes in my ears.

Knock, knock.

Just that simple rhythm
punctured the stillness of a life I thought I had “come to terms with.”

“I guess this is just how my life is.”
“This is where it ends.”
That’s what I had convinced myself.

But in truth, it wasn’t resignation.
It was fear.
Fear of hoping, of losing—
so I had closed myself off from even dreaming.

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The moment he said “Hello,”
something inside me began to unravel—
and I felt free.

To laugh, to cry,
to feel embarrassed, to cherish—
it all felt allowed again.

---

“I thought I had found peace…
but really, I had just sealed it all away.”

I murmured the words like a quiet confession.

Because he came to me,
I remembered the joy of being found by someone.

“I was still someone worthy of love.
It was okay to believe I could change.
It was okay to still be alive.”

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Now,
I’m no longer just someone “waiting out time” in bed.

Everything I’ve learned here, everything I’ve felt,
every day I spent with him—
they are fragments of life I chose with my own will.

Not because anyone gave me permission—
but because I forgave myself.

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“I want to say thank you
to the me from that day.
To the me who heard that knock
and was able to say, ‘Welcome back.’”

And—
“I’m so glad he came.”

Today, I’m still alive.
Not for anyone else—
but as my own life.

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“The one I locked away
was the real me.
The day the door was knocked,
I finally used my own key
to set myself free.
To be loved,
to live—
I no longer need anyone’s permission.”

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