Violet Vale
In the hush of dawn, brimming with violets,
I wandered to the wild side,
Where whisper of wind told tales,
Of secret buried deep within the heart,
Of a valley untouched, untamed,
To essense pure, a silent testimony,
To natures undying vow.
As dusk descended, shadows played,
With colors fading, yet hope remained,
For in this sacred, silent space,
The soul finds, solace and love sustains.
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