Salvation
Lately, I’ve felt a heavy weight,
Colors I cherished have lost their vibrance,
In the backdrop of mundane existence.
My spirit drained of vitality,
The zest for life I once championed
Now withers within
This ordinary existence.
My soul a weary traveler,
Yearns for a tranquil respite.
Bottled up, perhaps,
I’ll find salvation.
In that vessel, I hope to find
The cure to my melancholy.
A secret place away from the world,
Where I can set my magic free.
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