In the darkest of the night,
Where shadows dance and thoughts take flight,
Whispers of the mind gently arise,
Unveiling secrets beneath the skies.
Soft murmurs, like the moving wind
Echo through the corridors of unease,
Seeking solace in quiet reprieve,
Where truth and introspection interweave.
Whispers of the mind, silent and profound,
Unraveling mysteries hidden beyond,
They speak of nightmares and hidden fears,
And the depth of emotions, crystal clear.
In the hush, where darkness turns friends,
Whispers guide where the heart transcends,
A symphony of thoughts, delicate and kind,
Embracing the essence of the wandering lost mind.
So listen to those whispers, dear friend,
Let them lead you around every bend,
For within those murmurs, you may find,
A path to peace, where serenity lies forever.
Let the whispers of the mind be your guide,
As you navigate this tumultuous ride,
And in their delicate embrace, you'll see,
A glimpse of who you're truly meant to be.
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