In the hush, a world unfolds, Where whispers turn to stories told. A symphony of quietude, Her solace, calmly understood.
Words, like pebbles on the shore, Can crash and tumble, wanting more. But silence holds a deeper grace, A language etched upon her face.
Her heart, a garden, wild and free, Blooms best in solitude, you see. No chatter drowns the humming bees, Just rustling leaves and gentle breeze.
The world may clamor, loud and fast, But here, a sanctuary built to last. A haven crafted, stone by stone, Where peace unfolds, and she's alone.
Not lonely, but a quiet strength, A wellspring deep, of endless length. In the hush, her spirit thrives, Where silence whispers, "Here she survives."
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