Not every thought finds voice, nor a caring heart,
Emotions surge, a silent, soulful art.
The world's harsh toll, a devious, binding chain,
Yet freedom's spark, a defiant, spiritual refrain.
A solitary soul, a peaceful, serene place,
Where solace blooms, a colourful, tranquil space.
Silence the noise, the hollow, void sound,
Seek truth within, on sacred, sanctified land.
©Zxspectrum
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