
In the quiet where shadows stay, Loneliness walks, a breath away. A hollow ache, a fleeting sigh, A question whispered to the sky. The world moves on, a ceaseless tide, While hearts in solitude confide. Each beat a longing, soft, profound, In silence, where no answers sound. But loneliness is not the end, It’s where the soul can start to mend. A space to dream, a place to grow, To learn the depths we seldom know. For in the stillness, truth appears, A mirror polished by our tears. It shows the strength beneath the pain, The sun that breaks through coldest rain. Though empty nights may linger long, Within us hums a quiet song. A hope that whispers, clear and true, “You’re never lost—you’ll find you.”
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