Sprouting Hope 🙏🏻

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In shadows cast by burdens deep,
A weary heart finds solace seep.
Where laughter's echo seems to fade,
And joy's embrace begins to evade.

A world that craves a beaming face,
Yet sadness lingers in this space.
For smiles forced, an empty guise,
Concealing tears, concealed cries.

Tired of pretense, worn and torn,
Longing for solace to be reborn.
The weight of sorrows, heavy to bear,
Seeking solace, seeking repair.

But hark, dear soul, the winds may turn,
Though darkness reigns, light shall return.
Reach out, confide, let someone see,
The depths within that ache to be free.

For in connection's gentle embrace,
Hope may sprout in this solemn space.
A gentle ear, a caring touch,
Can mend the heart that hurts so much.

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