The color of hope,
A soft blemish,
That’s lightly embellished,
A hue of daydreams,
That burns with aspirations,
That never withers in frustration,
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The color of hope,
A soft blemish,
That’s lightly embellished,
A hue of daydreams,
That burns with aspirations,
That never withers in frustration,
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The grass was whispering with a subtle but noticeable rhythm. Its voice was soft and light, but from time to time, a screech tore through the tranquility. Nathaniel was tottering forward in a trance. His step were light, and he was wobbling in congruence with the rhythm of the forest. He had dark circles under his eyes, and his mouth was wide open. It’s been a while since the last time he heard a frightening scream. He forgot about it already.
A resonance that sounds in the distance,
It draws anyone closer,
And down the tortuous treacherous trail,
Guiding leading – misleading,
With its charm,
It leads anyone down the path
It ushers you onward – on a path into oblivion,
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With eyes closed,
Things can be vividly seen,
Memories,
Through life They are collected,
And within the mind recollected,
Again and again,
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