Lavender
Lavender is the bliss in your musical
movements,
captured by so few.
Distinct you stand confined in a
chaotic world,
relief like no one knew.
Lavender is your touch of delicacy,
to ease the damaged soul.
It quenches the parched,
capturing the satisfaction of an accomplished goal.
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