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Whispers of Transformation
Tea is one hand, pen is another,
Eyes are on the book, mind at work.
Window changing the color of sky,
Same as someone changing their future from dark to light.
Heart beats in rhythm, a symphony profound,
Dreams unfurling, in whispers, unbound.
Soul's journey dances, in melodies bright,
Guided by hope, towards the morning light.
In each moment's embrace, a tale untold,
A canvas of life, with stories bold.
With every breath taken, a new page turned,
In the eternal dance, lessons are learned.
© sttd1
Eyes are on the book, mind at work.
Window changing the color of sky,
Same as someone changing their future from dark to light.
Heart beats in rhythm, a symphony profound,
Dreams unfurling, in whispers, unbound.
Soul's journey dances, in melodies bright,
Guided by hope, towards the morning light.
In each moment's embrace, a tale untold,
A canvas of life, with stories bold.
With every breath taken, a new page turned,
In the eternal dance, lessons are learned.
© sttd1
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