A Corner in My Soul
There's a corner in my soul that I call my own,
That I turn to when I'm faced with hamlet's dilemma,
That signals when I'm at the crossroads,
That leads me by hand when I'm lost.
There's a corner in my soul that's my very own,
That lifts me up when I'm down,
That rushes in solace when sorrow strikes,
That soaks up my tears when I need to cry.
There's this hidden corner in my soul,
That gives me breathing space when life sucks,
That gives me company when lonely,
That's always by my side rain or shine.
There's a corner in my soul that I call my own,
That introverts and lets me bask in glory,
That never robs me of those rare moments of joy.
That let me be me.
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