My Symphony
The sweet symphony of despair.
The melody of regret.
The low and powerful notes,
Deafening to the ears,
Soothing to the heart.
Sadness colors every note,
Every rhythm, every beat.
But within each phrase,
Within each movement,
Lies the mysterious chord
That resonates in us all:
Hope.
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