Whispers of Hope in the Depths of Despair

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In the depths of despair, I find my refuge,

A sanctuary of silence, where thoughts deluge,

Lost in the labyrinth of my own mind,

Seeking solace yet solace I cannot find.

Memories, like ghosts, haunt every corner,

Whispers of love, growing fainter and colder,

Yet in the midst of this endless night,

There shines a glimmer of hopeful light.

For even in darkness, there's a spark,

A beacon of hope, cutting through the dark,

Guiding me forward, through the unknown,

To a place where love's true essence is shown. 

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