In the quiet dusk of evening's breath,
Where two lover's dance, and time forgets,
A heart once caged in fear's tight net,
Yearns for a freedom not known yet.
The world spins on in restless haste,
But only love can slow its pace,
To lift the veil of doubt and pain,
And make the soul feel whole again.
Beneath the weight of every tear,
There lies a light, so pure, so clear,
That love alone can bring to life,
A balm to heal the deepest strife.
So let the walls you've built decay,
And open wide to love's soft sway,
For only when you truly see,
That love alone will set you free.
In every heart, a quiet plea—
To love, to live, to simply be.
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