Spirit
When I close my eyes, I see, a vivid dream. Voice, haunting melody, echoes through the night. Laughter dances in the rain, a symphony in the storm. Enduring all this pain, with the tapestry of memories woven. Will journey across the vast horizons. To find me, my spirit. ... ⲉⲙⲁⲏ
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