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Pray, doth any soul attend to mine lament?

A Cry Unheard

By Yanger MollierPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
Each treads their own path, engrossed in their individual journey to fulfillment.

In a world so fast, we're swept away,

No time for tears, no love's display,

When I cry out, no one is near,

But I realized, we all live in fear.

Each heart battles its private strife,

Lost souls in the tumult of life,

Though cries unheard and pleas unseen,

Together we dwell in this cruel scene.

Empathy's touch, let's not forsake,

In this realm of pain, let love awake,

Hand in hand, we'll find our way,

Unified, we'll brave each day.

Fragile beings, we endure the fight,

In this undeserving world of plight,

Yet, together we'll rise, hearts unfurled,

In unity, we'll conquer the world.

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About the Creator

Yanger Mollier

By day, I illuminate the realms of physics, but my heart finds solace in the written word. As a passionate freelance writer, I embark on captivating journeys across diverse literary genres. Together, let's kindle imagination's symphony.

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    Written by Yanger Mollier