In the quiet of flickering light,
She sits alone, a tranquil sight.
Wrapped in warmth, her own embrace,
In candle's glow, she finds her space.
A world of noise fades far behind,
In solitude, her peace she finds.
Each flame a whisper, soft and clear,
Reminding her of dreams once dear.
The beauty lies not in what's chased,
But in the calm that's gently placed.
A strength within, serene and deep,
Where silent shadows softly creep.
She breathes alone, yet feels complete,
In the gentle warmth of her heartbeat.
For in this silence, strong and true,
She finds herself, her soul anew.
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