The Silent Storm: A Journey Through Bipolar Skies

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In the brilliance of the morning light,
A world of colors softly unfolds,
Yet shadows linger just out of sight,
Where the heart’s quiet turmoil holds.

The highs like sunlit peaks so bright,
Where dreams take flight and spirits soar,
But in the silence of the night,
Comes the wave that crashes to the shore.

A dance between the light and dark,
A battle fought within the mind,
Each moment leaves its lasting mark,
In the chaos, peace is hard to find.

Yet through the storm, a strength is born,
Resilience blooms in the heart’s core,
Embracing both the dusk and dawn,
Finding balance forevermore.

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