OCTOBER 1ST

As morning sunbeams light the way,
A new month dawns, a fresh begin,
October's arrival brings a sigh,
Of hope and doubt, entwined within.

Independence Day, a celebration true,
Yet uncertainty clouds the view,
The future's path, a winding road,
Unsure of what the days will unfold.

But still we rise, with hearts aflame,
Embracing the unknown, we proclaim,
Our resilience, our strength, our might,
To face the challenges, shining bright.

So let us step, into this new month's gate,
With courage bold, and a heart that waits,
For though the journey's uncertain and long,
We'll find our way, where love and hope belong.

Happy Independence Day, and welcome October!

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ENTWINED

Tendrils of doubt, they creep and crawl
As commitments loom, my heart begins to stall
A fear of being tied, of losing my way
A longing to flee, to escape the fray

But then, a whisper soft, a gentle breeze
A yearning to be cared for, to be at ease
To be enveloped in warmth, in loving arms
To feel the soothing balm, of tender charms

A paradox within, a conflicting desire
To break free from chains, yet crave love's sweet fire
To be pampered and adored, yet fear the weight
Of promises and expectations, a constant debate

Oh, the comfort of surrender, the peace that it brings
To let go of resistance, and let love's warmth sing
But the fear of being trapped, it lingers near
A constant reminder, of the doubts that appear

A delicate dance, a balancing act
Between the longing for love, and the fear of being fact
A quest to find solace, in the arms of another
While navigating the fears, that linger like a shadow.

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In crowded rooms, I feel alone
A sea of faces, yet no place to call home
Friends surround me, but I'm lost in my mind
A stranger in the midst, left behind

Laughter and chatter, a distant hum
I smile and nod, but my heart is numb
Connections fray, like threads that unwind
Leaving me with just a hollow mind

In the noise, I search for a gentle breeze
A soothing whisper that brings me to my knees
But the silence is deafening, a heavy weight
A constant reminder of my disconnection's fate

I yearn for depth, for meaning and for truth
But surface-level conversations, my soul's youth
Withers away, like autumn's leaves that fall
Leaving me with nothing, but a lonely call

Oh, the irony, of being alone in a crowd
A phantom in the midst, a heart that's shrouded
In the darkness, I search for a light
A guiding star, to lead me through the night

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