And then there are moments of solitude, where I get lost in my head.
There is no magic wand that wipes away the tears or delivers comfort,
To friends who mourn, and good people who suffer.
I seek clarity, and purpose, as I roam the inner depths of my mind.
Today I must find solace in my heart and let the day wind down into the past…. The promise of a new tomorrow beckons on the horizon.
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