In an abandoned place, I found myself,
A soul adrift, seeking life's wealth.
Amidst crumbling walls, echoes of the past,
Whispers of memories, too fleeting to last.
Through broken windows, sunlight streams,
Illuminating dreams and dormant schemes.
In solitude's embrace, I stood alone,
In this forgotten realm, I have grown.
The dust of time settled on the ground,
As I explored the remnants all around.
Each broken piece, a mirror to my soul,
Revealing stories that once made me whole.
In silence, I wandered through the decay,
A quest to rediscover the light of day.
In this desolate realm, I faced my fears,
Confronting demons from long-past years.
The echoes of laughter, the tears that fell,
Resided in the chambers of this empty shell.
I picked up the pieces, memories dear,
Embracing the scars that brought me here.
But within the ruins, a spark did ignite,
A glimmer of hope, a chance to reunite.
For in this abandoned place, I realized true,
That strength emerges from the trials we go through.
With newfound wisdom, I leave this scene,
Carrying the past like a tapestry serene.
No longer abandoned, I stand tall and strong,
A survivor of the darkness, a soul reborn.
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Hiraya
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