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I sing to thee, O troubled soul,
Whose waters wean to woe.
I hope you know, or want to know,
That all is not ice and snow.
You cling to hope, in troubled times,
You hope for the bells to happily chime.
You wish life was different, nay, better somehow.
But the rain needs to come, and only work tends the plow.
I shouldn't complicate things for you,
I know how hard you try,
But should you find yourself in times of trouble,
Have faith and do not cry.
Hold my hand gently now, don't let it stray.
You are wonderful, O troubled soul,
Simply seize the day.
About the Creator
Mihaela Vasileva
I write based on heart. I love based on thought. I think based on truth.
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