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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In the labyrinth of thoughts, where the soul and mind intertwine like the vine, A dance of shadows and light, where memories whisper like the wind through leaves, There lies an abyss, deep and wide, like an unexplored ocean, A realm where reason and emotion collide like falling stars. The heart and intellect, in an unending ballet, like two twin spirits, Each step a testament to the battles of yesterday, the storms within us, Some lose their minds, yielding to the embrace of the soul, like a butterfly in flight, Drifting into madness, a sanctuary, a sacred place like a forgotten temple. Others forsake their soul, clinging to the vast domain of the mind like a castaway to a raft, Becoming incarnate intellect, in the cold, unyielding reign of logic like an ice fortress, But in this realm of reason, where feelings are kept at bay like ghosts, They find themselves lost, in a world of endless gray, like a dream without color. There are those who lose both, in the struggle to be whole, like a leaf in the wind, Accepted by the world, but fragmented in their soul, like a broken mirror, They walk the earth in shadows, neither here nor there, like bodiless shades, Lost in the interval, in a state of quiet despair, like a lost echo. And then, the few, who never taste the madness of the heart, like unyielding rocks, Who live their lives in balance, each part a separate art, like a self-contained painting, What dreadful existence must they lead, devoid of ecstasy and pain, like a field without flowers, A life untouched by chaos, in a banal world, like a story without beginning or end. Oh, to be mad, to feel the depths of every tear, like a rain of stars, To dance with joy, to tremble with every fear, like a leaf in the wind's breath, For in the madness of the soul, true freedom lies, like a sky without limits, A journey through the cosmos, under the infinite heavens, like a dream without end. Thus, let us cherish the madness, the eternal quest of the mind, like a sacred pilgrimage, For in this dance of shadows, our souls are truly blessed, like hidden treasures, Let us lose ourselves and in losing, find our way, like a river finding its sea, In the beautiful chaos, where both heart and mind stray, like two wandering stars.
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