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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In my depths hides a universe of dreams and interwoven shadows, where sirens sing ballads of longing under moonlight lost in time, and stars fall like tears on the face of night that knows no rest, there, in the azure darkness, I carry the burden of love like a shroud. I shine only when night embraces my solitude with velvet arms, reflecting the moon like a forgotten promise in the waves of passing time, and my waves, messengers of my silent and weeping heart, break against rocks with unspoken longing, a call without echo. In every storm I sing my pain with the voice of unleashed wind, in every wing of breeze I dance my unspoken sadness, and yet no one deciphers my symphony of waters and sighs, no one dares to penetrate the mystery of my depths. They come, they look at me and leave, leaving only traces of passing steps, like memories that fade at the first light of day, I am a sanctuary of silence and desire forever unfulfilled, a cathedral of waters where the blue angels of solitude pray. And yet I am invisible in the blinding light of a blinded world, that adores shining masks and rejects the naked truth of the soul, I am too real, too wild in emotions for those who fear, too deep in feelings for hearts of surface and shadow. I continue to give myself without reserve to those who don't know how to receive, to open my arms to hearts that don't know how to understand, to offer my heart as a gift to those who don't know how to treasure it, because I don't know how to be other than the ocean that cries and laughs. There, in my depths, you will find the reflection of forgotten stars, and the magic of a time when love was truth and not a mask, when souls met in the complicit silence of the eternal sea, and were not afraid to be what they are in their purest depths.
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