The Cry of the Soul

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My soul cries out in silent please,


For love, for hope, for gentle ease.


In every moment, I search for more,


But find my heart a locked-up door.



I yearn for freedom, to break away,


From chains that bind me day by day.


Yet in this journey, I seek the light,


And hope to find my way tonight.



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