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The Dilemma of a Broken Heart
In solitude, my heart takes flight,
Amidst a quiet world of endless night.
Whispers call, sweet love's gentle breeze,
A yearning warmth that soothes my pleas.
The joy of freedom, wild and pure,
Yet...
Amidst a quiet world of endless night.
Whispers call, sweet love's gentle breeze,
A yearning warmth that soothes my pleas.
The joy of freedom, wild and pure,
Yet...
