The Strength Within
The quiet flows, a gentle stream, where broken hearts can learn to dream. In peaceful waters, burdens cease, and souls find solace, strength, and peace.
Each scar you wear, a story told, a thread of silver stitched in gold. Though pain once cut, the healing shows, a braver heart, a soul that grows.
The hours pass, the moments spin, yet hope keeps weaving light within. The past may press, the future call, but love sustains and lifts us all.
A gentle voice, a whispered song, reminds you here is where you belong. Though shadows linger, soft and near, love’s quiet promise still is clear.
Each step you take, though steep, though slow, unfolds a path where courage grows. Beyond the door, a brighter skies, new dreams awaken, hopes arise.
The embers glow, the flames renew, a steady warmth surrounding you. Though nights are long, the fire remains, a beacon through your hardest pains.
And when the silence fills the air, you’ll find your strength already there. Not in the noise or battle cries, but in the calm where spirit flies.
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