Whispers of Silence: Shadows Behind Closed Doors

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In the quiet night, whispers cry,
Behind closed doors where secrets lie.
A heart that trembles in the dark,
Hoping for a fleeting spark.

Walls bear witness to silent screams,
Dreams shattered like fragile beams.
A soul that yearns for gentle peace,
Bound in chains that never cease.

Bruised by words, scarred by fear,
Aching for a world that’s clear.
In shadows, courage softly grows,
Seeking light where darkness flows.

Yet hope flickers, a distant star,
Guiding strength from afar.
In unity, voices rise and call,
Breaking free, once and for all.

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