In twilight's haven, I find my bliss,
Contentment whispers, a tranquil kiss.
Yet beckoning whispers in the air,
Lead me beyond, to venture and dare.
Bound by comfort, I thrive and reside,
But progress calls, a longing inside.
To bloom and grow, I must take my flight,
Embracing change, chasing dreams in sight.
Happiness dwells in both where I am,
And in the progress of my soul's exam.
In balance, I'll find my sacred space,
Content where I stay, and in the steps I embrace.
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