In quiet moments, still and deep,
Where whispers of the heart can seep,
We wander through our thoughts, untamed,
In solitude, our spirits named.

The world may rush, with voices loud,
But in our stillness, we’re unbowed.
For here we find the truest light,
A spark within, that ignites the night.

To be alone, not to be defined,
In this embrace, our souls unwind.
We shed the masks, the...