In the depths of special dreams,
Where passion flows like endless streams.
My heart beats for the things I love,
Yet silence falls from those above.
I speak of wonders, bright and rare,
But empty eyes just blankly stare.
The world around seems deaf to me,
A lonely soul, yearning to be free.
Loneliness wraps its cold embrace,
In a world where I can't find my place.
But still, I hold my passions tight,
A beacon in the endless night.
Each word I share, a fragile thread,
In hopes that someone hears what's said.
But echoes fade, and shadows grow,
In this solitude, my thoughts bestow.
The stars I chase, the dreams I weave,
Are treasures few can quite perceive.
Yet in my heart, they brightly burn,
A solace for the love I yearn.
Through silent nights and empty days,
I wander through life's quiet maze.
But in my soul, a spark remains,
A light that pushes through the chains.
For though the world may turn away,
I'll keep my dreams alive, come what may.
In the quiet, I'll find my song,
In my passions, I'll remain strong.
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