Whispers of Liberation

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As the days went by, my weary mind grew heavy,
In solitude, I traversed a rough and desolate journey,
A sense of loneliness enveloped my soul,
Yet, I harbor no regrets for the days I lived whole.

Simplicity prevails, as I conclude this tale,
Satisfaction emerges, as I reap what I prevail,
In dedication, I find solace and peace,
For in the struggle, my strength did increase.

The weariness of my days, a burden to bear,
But within the exhaustion, a resilience I wear,
Through the darkness, a glimmer of light,
I emerge, stronger, ready to fight.

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