Lost Souls 02
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In the crowded streets,
eyes downcast,
sounds of unspoken pain linger,
stories woven in silence,
each face a canvas of sorrow,
dreams faded like old photographs,
we wander, seeking solace,
connected by our hidden wounds,
lost souls adrift,
searching for light in the darkness.
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