My heart, it seeks, it yearns,
For a friend, a kindred soul,
Who whispers, unspoken,
"Fear not, I stand here whole."
My heart, it seeks, it yearns.
Be it city or village green,
Where shadows dance and sunbeams gleam,
A guardian against the storm,
Sheltering dreams, a life supreme.
May life's path not be painted fear,
When shadows fall, and darkness nears,
A hand outstretched, a shield of grace,
When challenges arise, or wars appear.
My heart, it seeks, it yearns,
For a friend, a kindred soul,
Who whispers, unspoken,
"Fear not, I stand here whole."
My heart, it seeks, it yearns.
Oh, my friend, reflect and see,
When has fear embraced a heart?
Where shadows bleed, and ground is tainted,
Only hatred tears apart.
When the words are sweet and kind,
And your own heart starts to mend,
Sadness fades, the tears will dry,
Joy will fill you, now and then.
My heart, it seeks, it yearns,
For a friend, a kindred soul,
Who whispers, unspoken,
"Fear not, I stand here whole."
My heart, it seeks, it yearns.
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