------------------------------------------------ within a hope or passion free, reveals a truth unknown to me, and from its place I try to grow, and feel, and learn from lives ago. a truth that lives as if to speak, and guide when times have fallen bleak; but speak, it does, in whispers mild to ears that journey forth as child's, with hearts that trust, and vision clear, whose mind conceives without its fear. I wish to be that lonely child... I long to hear its secrets mild... to free the truth I've trapped inside... diminish fears I've tried to hide... in dreams, I hoped; but now I see... my truth revealed: my passions free. ------------------------------------------------Birth sign: Not entered
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