
In the vast abyss of darkness,
She find solace, where shadows dance, secrets find their place.
A loneliness and sorrow hid between the images’ face, in a loud screaming silence, a story to retrace.
Her dreams, distant, beyond earth’s reach they lie, she merely glimpse them from a distant light.
In solitude with music, matching its melody and rhythm, her divine. In heeding her heart’s words, she is fine.
You’ll discern her inner thoughts by gazing into her eyes. Her dreams stretch as vast as the skies.
Will someone reach out to clasp her hand, sense the yearning, feel the rain. Perhaps we will understand the depth of her dreams and pain.
~Nodz
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