Whispers weave through my weary mind,
A captive soul, feeling confined,
Weight of worry slows each passing day,
But destiny's plan may come my way.
With patience, I'll tread the path unknown,
Embracing the future, yet to be shown,
In the dance of time, I'll take my chance,
Hoping fate will lead me to life's expanse.
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The Sound of Silence
Документальная прозаHave you ever dared to listen to the whispers of silence? It may seem like a deafening void, but if you open your ears and heart, you will uncover a tale that is yet to be told. It could be the story of a universe unfolding, the murmur of your own...
